Philosphor Darkstone
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the first poem is the new one this is the first darkstone poem below
CharlaXFabels
FortySeven
Statisic
Several missing parts some scars beaten up and left for dead the mighty men have used the fists oh GOD when will eye get some rest walking walking looking looking searching for my hideaway my endless questing telling portenting changing my namme today.
Jesus tells me in the Bible he has a namme for me to find so whenever eye see a stone of white eye look asunderneathe the rock and ponder. Oh wow there was a small dark stone there so eye took my namme to mean DARK STONE in an Indian manner my new nicknamme was visible there and given mee today. Charlax Darkstone sounds like some lost Indian fighter with buckskin britches pooring out his heart to save the villagers. A Statistic very bad vibrations from the passing stranger's men it seems have followed Satan they are walking after lust not contemplation Oh brief candle out out but wait for love and stay alive she loves me please just try to find me ewe knoe just who ewe aer.
Leaning to the million dollar giveaway the DOUBLEDAY publishers called me today and begged me for another chance to publish my anthology a prance of under moonlighted night the moon is setting way too quickly falling light is dark so dark it fits my namme my new nicknamme the DarkStone man has come. She sits and drinks her coffee sipping past the lipps and seeing only love. DarkStone is that yew old bean and how eye manage to avoid the many StormTroopers in my area and the Gendarmes who come strolling jauntily aiming from the hippopotamus erectus at the eye. Overcome with honor that she loves me this one is at odds become extant with the extinction of us all the problems of a man even when he is forgiven are so many and still varied until they multitude them past the ending now. Eye have a problem with the Judging all the man who meet me seems so evil and eye still do want to curse them even though the GOD the JESUS does not like it the statistics missed me nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah. To the man in the truck the tires is only rubber and they bounce the road will not protect you but someday it will come and get you so look out. Make me shout make me holler make me doubt. Eye have beaten all the odds and lived in spite of odd man out. Revelation 2:17
He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To him who overcomes, I will give some of the hidden manna. I will also give him a white stone with a new name written on it, known only to him who receives it.
you must always seek help from others of your kind and take a byte out of life
DARKSTONE
Philosphor Darkstone
Philosphor Darkstone
Philosphor Darkstone
my timeline has been indeosyncronated causeing me distress
the birds are differant and one is missing
the sky seems wrong to eyes used to a sky
it is wrong it has been changed the time is wrong
when you fast or go without food it should be for religion
you should eat more food when you are active doing things
lofty thoughts gain small items
small thoughts link to large strides and long journeys
rain is always wet and to be avoided
the cold can be better dealt a blow then the heat
publicity is damaging to a ego statistical
the simple is complex
nothing seen is to be imaginary
this item never fails to impress the ID the mind of a man
the fact that the things you think are precious are the waste of the users and vice versa the things they think are precious become useless to the self
it is best to apologize for nothing done then to let anger rule the other fellow
the ignorance we face is never to be defeated with love
minding ones business is not the difficulty but minding others whom you love is the contrary in the long run will be the final analysis you must always seek help from others of your kind and take a byte out of life
ed.note.ed a note to thankzx for the final line of the poem came to me from a high auhority Lynn Egg Zach Lee Zachmann
DARKSTONEmy timeline has been indeosyncronated causeing me distress
the birds are differant and one is missing
the sky seems wrong to eyes used to a sky
it is wrong it has been changed the time is wrong
when you fast or go without food it should be for religion
you should eat more food when you are active doing things
lofty thoughts gain small items
small thoughts link to large strides and long journeys
rain is always wet and to be avoided
the cold can be better dealt a blow then the heat
publicity is damaging to a ego statistical
the simple is complex
nothing seen is to be imaginary
this item never fails to impress the ID the mind of a man
the fact that the things you think are precious are the waste of the users and vice versa the things they think are precious become useless to the self
it is best to apologize for nothing done then to let anger rule the other fellow
the ignorance we face is never to be defeated with love
minding ones business is not the difficulty but minding others whom you love is the contrary in the long run will be the final analysis you must always seek help from others of your kind and take a byte out of life
ed.note.ed a note to thankzx for the final line of the poem came to me from a high auhority Lynn Egg Zach Lee Zachmann
the first poem is the new one this is the first darkstone poem below
CharlaXFabels
FortySeven
Statisic
Several missing parts some scars beaten up and left for dead the mighty men have used the fists oh GOD when will eye get some rest walking walking looking looking searching for my hideaway my endless questing telling portenting changing my namme today.
Jesus tells me in the Bible he has a namme for me to find so whenever eye see a stone of white eye look asunderneathe the rock and ponder. Oh wow there was a small dark stone there so eye took my namme to mean DARK STONE in an Indian manner my new nicknamme was visible there and given mee today. Charlax Darkstone sounds like some lost Indian fighter with buckskin britches pooring out his heart to save the villagers. A Statistic very bad vibrations from the passing stranger's men it seems have followed Satan they are walking after lust not contemplation Oh brief candle out out but wait for love and stay alive she loves me please just try to find me ewe knoe just who ewe aer.
Leaning to the million dollar giveaway the DOUBLEDAY publishers called me today and begged me for another chance to publish my anthology a prance of under moonlighted night the moon is setting way too quickly falling light is dark so dark it fits my namme my new nicknamme the DarkStone man has come. She sits and drinks her coffee sipping past the lipps and seeing only love. DarkStone is that yew old bean and how eye manage to avoid the many StormTroopers in my area and the Gendarmes who come strolling jauntily aiming from the hippopotamus erectus at the eye. Overcome with honor that she loves me this one is at odds become extant with the extinction of us all the problems of a man even when he is forgiven are so many and still varied until they multitude them past the ending now. Eye have a problem with the Judging all the man who meet me seems so evil and eye still do want to curse them even though the GOD the JESUS does not like it the statistics missed me nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah. To the man in the truck the tires is only rubber and they bounce the road will not protect you but someday it will come and get you so look out. Make me shout make me holler make me doubt. Eye have beaten all the odds and lived in spite of odd man out. Revelation 2:17
He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To him who overcomes, I will give some of the hidden manna. I will also give him a white stone with a new name written on it, known only to him who receives it.
you must always seek help from others of your kind and take a byte out of life
