Satan met Daniel Webster. The Devil: Can you tell me the length of the driving rain? Daniel Webster: Oh Pain. Only GOD can really know it. Where do you get these awefull questions you Devil ? do you sit in your office all day make them up just to torture the like minded weak? The Devil: Come on Daniel Webster, play my game, answer my question. Figure it out with your intelligent way. Sway back and forth on those Barrister toes back on them heels let me play. Can you tell me the LENGTH of the Driving rain? Daniel Webster Barrister is rocking back and forth forth then back on heels begins to make his answer to Satan. Daniel Webster: The length of the driving rain is the distance from its conception the Cloud in the Sky drops of water fall in lines swept by wind driven all directions in the Storm until they hit diverse places in real time. The Devil pauses and swipes at his sweat. The Devil was smiling now frowns down stroking his beard on his chin He astounds me this Daniel almost figured it out. Yes, Webster, He concedes, yet you gave me no LENGTH? one more time now What is the LENGTH? Daniel Webster frowns down, rocking ceasing eyes searching side to side for the answer is right in front of him he can see it now. You Devil, I have it now. The length of the driving rain is the certain distance from the Cloud to the Ground times the wind driven distance as the storm begins to howl, the final mathematical equation is just one word "DiverCity". Satan Bows. In Mock Humility. Defeated at once. He howls much like a storm driving rain with its wind he turns back just once and spits. "DiverCity". Yes Daniel Webster YOU win. You still own your soul YOU won. You may live.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
DiverCity
DiverCity

Satan met Daniel Webster. The Devil: Can you tell me the length of the driving rain? Daniel Webster: Oh Pain. Only GOD can really know it. Where do you get these awefull questions you Devil ? do you sit in your office all day make them up just to torture the like minded weak? The Devil: Come on Daniel Webster, play my game, answer my question. Figure it out with your intelligent way. Sway back and forth on those Barrister toes back on them heels let me play. Can you tell me the LENGTH of the Driving rain? Daniel Webster Barrister is rocking back and forth forth then back on heels begins to make his answer to Satan. Daniel Webster: The length of the driving rain is the distance from its conception the Cloud in the Sky drops of water fall in lines swept by wind driven all directions in the Storm until they hit diverse places in real time. The Devil pauses and swipes at his sweat. The Devil was smiling now frowns down stroking his beard on his chin He astounds me this Daniel almost figured it out. Yes, Webster, He concedes, yet you gave me no LENGTH? one more time now What is the LENGTH? Daniel Webster frowns down, rocking ceasing eyes searching side to side for the answer is right in front of him he can see it now. You Devil, I have it now. The length of the driving rain is the certain distance from the Cloud to the Ground times the wind driven distance as the storm begins to howl, the final mathematical equation is just one word "DiverCity". Satan Bows. In Mock Humility. Defeated at once. He howls much like a storm driving rain with its wind he turns back just once and spits. "DiverCity". Yes Daniel Webster YOU win. You still own your soul YOU won. You may live.
Satan met Daniel Webster. The Devil: Can you tell me the length of the driving rain? Daniel Webster: Oh Pain. Only GOD can really know it. Where do you get these awefull questions you Devil ? do you sit in your office all day make them up just to torture the like minded weak? The Devil: Come on Daniel Webster, play my game, answer my question. Figure it out with your intelligent way. Sway back and forth on those Barrister toes back on them heels let me play. Can you tell me the LENGTH of the Driving rain? Daniel Webster Barrister is rocking back and forth forth then back on heels begins to make his answer to Satan. Daniel Webster: The length of the driving rain is the distance from its conception the Cloud in the Sky drops of water fall in lines swept by wind driven all directions in the Storm until they hit diverse places in real time. The Devil pauses and swipes at his sweat. The Devil was smiling now frowns down stroking his beard on his chin He astounds me this Daniel almost figured it out. Yes, Webster, He concedes, yet you gave me no LENGTH? one more time now What is the LENGTH? Daniel Webster frowns down, rocking ceasing eyes searching side to side for the answer is right in front of him he can see it now. You Devil, I have it now. The length of the driving rain is the certain distance from the Cloud to the Ground times the wind driven distance as the storm begins to howl, the final mathematical equation is just one word "DiverCity". Satan Bows. In Mock Humility. Defeated at once. He howls much like a storm driving rain with its wind he turns back just once and spits. "DiverCity". Yes Daniel Webster YOU win. You still own your soul YOU won. You may live.
Friday, July 10, 2009
CharlaXPrimer
CharlaXPrimer


http://www.poetrypoem.com/charlax7 http://www.vistageneration.com/charlax7
every thing who has done is linked up the thing to remember is its linked to every other one every time you open who it goes to a new page some of you do not have windows some of you have apples and appelettes strang offbrands of dell or even laptops only have look up capabilities cannot open webpages DO you have a pop up blocker it will be in tools on the tool bar on better computors the rest of you have to punt go look it up mabe its in the start go look and turn it off let the freebe ads come up then X them off whats left is pure CharlaX stuff. WHo wants to be read perused used up.
http://www.poetrypoem.com/charlax7 http://www.vistageneration.com/charlax7
every thing who has done is linked up the thing to remember is its linked to every other one every time you open who it goes to a new page some of you do not have windows some of you have apples and appelettes strang offbrands of dell or even laptops only have look up capabilities cannot open webpages DO you have a pop up blocker it will be in tools on the tool bar on better computors the rest of you have to punt go look it up mabe its in the start go look and turn it off let the freebe ads come up then X them off whats left is pure CharlaX stuff. WHo wants to be read perused used up.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
TwilightZOned
TwilightZOned

The mouse would not work the time does not print on the printer for the waiting period. They suggested that its AI. It only does that when you do it. No one else has ever had this problem. Dadada Dadada Dadadadadadadadaddadaaaaaaa. You CharlesDarkstone CharlaXAndroidoneSeven you have entered an area of confusion commanly called the TwilightZOned. WHen Charles entered into the elevator it said it was going up to the second floor. The polarity reversed the thing felt like it was dropping. He had a witness but the boy will never talk to anyone or admit what happened. They will accuse us all of using drugs or sniffing old wet socks because the proscribed pattern fits the masses but fails to touch my lashes back AI say get back up on the elevator to the printer does not print the waiting time but only just for him it omits time they seemed convinced the higher echelon the problems dont exist the complaintant only AI. The boy was ridding with me he admitted it to AI but will he tell others that it happened AI do doubt it now. They pull up near the door expectantly then horror as they realize the time the time the time is zoned for nine. When AI step off of the curbed the street looms large AI run the risk of being meat. The cars seem to bend they try to get at me The BUMPERS point a ninety degree turning at the last moment form AI reverse the polarity to drive them away in lanes of Twilightzones surprised they failed to mow me down. The roof is rood how cosmetic made of rain falling threw on you but the Apertures where no one sits or stands the rain it stops the sky from falling on the AI in this TwilightedZOned.
The mouse would not work the time does not print on the printer for the waiting period. They suggested that its AI. It only does that when you do it. No one else has ever had this problem. Dadada Dadada Dadadadadadadadaddadaaaaaaa. You CharlesDarkstone CharlaXAndroidoneSeven you have entered an area of confusion commanly called the TwilightZOned. WHen Charles entered into the elevator it said it was going up to the second floor. The polarity reversed the thing felt like it was dropping. He had a witness but the boy will never talk to anyone or admit what happened. They will accuse us all of using drugs or sniffing old wet socks because the proscribed pattern fits the masses but fails to touch my lashes back AI say get back up on the elevator to the printer does not print the waiting time but only just for him it omits time they seemed convinced the higher echelon the problems dont exist the complaintant only AI. The boy was ridding with me he admitted it to AI but will he tell others that it happened AI do doubt it now. They pull up near the door expectantly then horror as they realize the time the time the time is zoned for nine. When AI step off of the curbed the street looms large AI run the risk of being meat. The cars seem to bend they try to get at me The BUMPERS point a ninety degree turning at the last moment form AI reverse the polarity to drive them away in lanes of Twilightzones surprised they failed to mow me down. The roof is rood how cosmetic made of rain falling threw on you but the Apertures where no one sits or stands the rain it stops the sky from falling on the AI in this TwilightedZOned.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
SKinnYFinnY
SKinnYFinnY

Sequeaster was a rich eye the richest man in town. He drove the only Edsel Diesel for miles around it was a 1965 not old enought to be a Classic Car but he still got the Antique tags for State Rules say over Thirty Years will Qualify. He had it painted much like the one he saw in the Edsel Diesel Magazine a 1958 Model T Car. His Motor was just some remake he was convinced when he found the MOtor tag it said 1953. Pretty old for Edsel Diesels. One day he needed a parking light. The Napa Store insisted on installing the new Halogen Bulb so now when he parks at the night stand of the Post Office in DUrango one light is white the other yellow like a blinded cat in the night. The Napa Store manager tried to explain but the man refused to listen hating to part with MOney for anything but LAW. Sequeaster said eye got to park at night but here is not no rule about color of the lights. Then off he drove the Policae man was nice wrote out a ticket for parking lights on without headlights showing. Smiling waving as he drove off. Sequeaster so forlorn He parked the Edsel Diesel near the river revved it up. He reached down pulled on the parking brake then he let it off in gear the thing rolled toword the river as he bailed out jumping clear at the last possible moment those SUmmer Time Blue Tears in his eye. Iff ewe go down near the Albertson Store at nite when the San Juan River is flowing low ewe might ewe may see the Edsels tail Fins as iff some swimming fish is in there getting away. Hit them quick with a flashlight to get that Reflection back from the tail lights it looks like the Edsel Diesel Demon them Brights Red eyes looking out behind that abandoned Edsel of Sequeasters forever swimming in that San Juan Colorado River.
Sequeaster was a rich eye the richest man in town. He drove the only Edsel Diesel for miles around it was a 1965 not old enought to be a Classic Car but he still got the Antique tags for State Rules say over Thirty Years will Qualify. He had it painted much like the one he saw in the Edsel Diesel Magazine a 1958 Model T Car. His Motor was just some remake he was convinced when he found the MOtor tag it said 1953. Pretty old for Edsel Diesels. One day he needed a parking light. The Napa Store insisted on installing the new Halogen Bulb so now when he parks at the night stand of the Post Office in DUrango one light is white the other yellow like a blinded cat in the night. The Napa Store manager tried to explain but the man refused to listen hating to part with MOney for anything but LAW. Sequeaster said eye got to park at night but here is not no rule about color of the lights. Then off he drove the Policae man was nice wrote out a ticket for parking lights on without headlights showing. Smiling waving as he drove off. Sequeaster so forlorn He parked the Edsel Diesel near the river revved it up. He reached down pulled on the parking brake then he let it off in gear the thing rolled toword the river as he bailed out jumping clear at the last possible moment those SUmmer Time Blue Tears in his eye. Iff ewe go down near the Albertson Store at nite when the San Juan River is flowing low ewe might ewe may see the Edsels tail Fins as iff some swimming fish is in there getting away. Hit them quick with a flashlight to get that Reflection back from the tail lights it looks like the Edsel Diesel Demon them Brights Red eyes looking out behind that abandoned Edsel of Sequeasters forever swimming in that San Juan Colorado River.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
ScooperUpper
ScooperUpper

The lantern was green on the River banked near the undertoe of eye took the plastic pooper picker upper from the store front cafe and stuck it deeply in the water of the river it came up twisting heavily from side to side the fins was stuck like a fish hook got them up eye tossed the largest fish eye ever saw onto the river banked near mye egYpt bag there was only a large lump where the fishes belly should have been was this protruding navel like eye took mye knife and opened the fishes belly and what to mye surprise did eye find it was a scroll with this upon it this is what the scroll was saying We live in an Underwater Cavern we wanted the world to knoe of Mermaids and Mermen we love to kiss and frolic and love is the way we live under the water in Rivers and Seas and Oceans of love we live to be free. And carefully eye ate the fish raw and spit the fins out and there was a Mermaid in the water of this river eye was a Merman and we were in love now we live in the Undertoe Cavern of love.
The lantern was green on the River banked near the undertoe of eye took the plastic pooper picker upper from the store front cafe and stuck it deeply in the water of the river it came up twisting heavily from side to side the fins was stuck like a fish hook got them up eye tossed the largest fish eye ever saw onto the river banked near mye egYpt bag there was only a large lump where the fishes belly should have been was this protruding navel like eye took mye knife and opened the fishes belly and what to mye surprise did eye find it was a scroll with this upon it this is what the scroll was saying We live in an Underwater Cavern we wanted the world to knoe of Mermaids and Mermen we love to kiss and frolic and love is the way we live under the water in Rivers and Seas and Oceans of love we live to be free. And carefully eye ate the fish raw and spit the fins out and there was a Mermaid in the water of this river eye was a Merman and we were in love now we live in the Undertoe Cavern of love.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
INsideHerKiss
INsideHerKiss

Ewe has a persona Aura of purple hue a heart of love a Kiss inside of eye am short kind of short and uninteresting whitebeard unkempt hair is there but scary. They think of mee iff they think of mee at all as ironfittings on a pedestal near the door a TV watcher a friend to be ignored. But ewe have the kindest Hue eye ever have seen that few minutes that it takes for love to blossom forth eye would bee an amazing little man iff only they could guess at package under wrapper old and torn and vintage gray. The yearning deep inside the heart for love. The old man want. The eye have never ever done it like this syndrome this old man wants to try a new heart to try a new love but wait eye have found it in ewe kiss. No need to hurry off to search for more than this ewe has it in her heart inside her kiss she has eye inside her love.
Ewe has a persona Aura of purple hue a heart of love a Kiss inside of eye am short kind of short and uninteresting whitebeard unkempt hair is there but scary. They think of mee iff they think of mee at all as ironfittings on a pedestal near the door a TV watcher a friend to be ignored. But ewe have the kindest Hue eye ever have seen that few minutes that it takes for love to blossom forth eye would bee an amazing little man iff only they could guess at package under wrapper old and torn and vintage gray. The yearning deep inside the heart for love. The old man want. The eye have never ever done it like this syndrome this old man wants to try a new heart to try a new love but wait eye have found it in ewe kiss. No need to hurry off to search for more than this ewe has it in her heart inside her kiss she has eye inside her love.
Friday, June 5, 2009
AgonyByeEye
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