They'll Hand It To You, Jewel Paws To Yous It

 

              Our lives are in a race competition between hands and feet, between paws and claws,  between what you can do and how you can get there, meaningfully.  Does this mean who gets there first, or even who gets there, or does it mean we think other related living beings are worse than us?  Is it speed or hatred enough of other people to not call them people?  Well, there is more living, thinking, feeling things on earth other than our own people.  I started as a child.  What was I a child of?  What life, if you consider it life, is so childish?  Are you calling a fellow living thing an “IT”?  Are you saying that something that is a toe is called a claw on  some other living things?  Things that are not you.  How do you know that they are not you?  Do you even know what “know” means?

              I think I understand that I grew up as a cell in a hair that became a finger nail.  My family, my Mother, my Father, my sister, and my brother were, are, might be, and possibly will be the fingers on this hand.  My neighbor is the right hand.  A couple near by street neighbors are those two feet.  Our country is our person.  Our continent is our neighborhood.  Our world is our state.  Our solar system is our world. Our Universe is our sun, moon, and Mars.  That Mars you but it Jars me.  I hate being in a Jar.  But I don’t hate beings in those Jars.  And what about our pets?  What about our river’s cells?!  What about The Forests Around Us!!!  What is a being?  What is a thinker?  What is an Exister???  And don’t forget the soil.  Don’t forget the sandstones.  Don’t forget The Magma!!!   And What About All Those Ions and Anti-Ions????   And do you Remember that Anti-Mater Really Matters!!!  And they are not our Masters.

              All those feets, claws, toes, calluses, and so on.  Hands versus Feet.  Feet are so great that size is named for a Foot.  But do not mind hindfoot, midfoot, and that forefoot.  Don’t forget Plantar Fascia, Achilles Tendon, Talus, Metatarsals, Phalanges, and all those little Sesamoids.  A phalanges (finger bones) here, a metacarpals (palm bones) there, here some carpal bones (wrist bones), there some groups of mangy toes:  Hallux, Pointer, Middle, Ring, and Baby Toe.  A finger finger here, a finger finger there, here a Thumb, there a Index, every where a Middle, and Little.  Since I’m talking about fingers and telling you what’s Here, did you Hear the Ring?

              All over there are Animals with Thumbs.  A handful of Primates, with their friends the Marsupials, and those Amphibians, and don’t forget the Reptiles!  You think they are all of us.  Are you racist against Animals without Feet?   Instead having four hands you’s guys are primarily primates.  I’m a  chimpanzees, you’re a  gorillas, my not friend friends are orangutans, and don’t forget those monkeys, at last thought, lemurs!

              My pal’s name is Big Foot.  Where did Foot Foot go?  What did Foot Foot do?  Foot Foot, where do they not mind you?  It must be a snake that is like a Foot and a dog that is like a Hand.

But you snakes have no feet, other than the hidden, unused bones shrunk in your skeleton.  Spy on that spinal chord.  And chorus with those unused, wasted feet.   And do Dogs have Paws?  They have no hands at all.  They use their mouth and teeth for fingers and hand use.  And see them Do and Do and Doo all over the place.

              I guess Artificial Intelligence has been replaced by imaginary calluses. Your Calluses keep calling You Sissie.  Would you rather be a Foot Ball or a Wooden Foot All?  I just wish you were a Handy Person.  Do you want to be Toad Away or A Toed That Way?  I know That Dog has a Fine Grrr.  So, you can’t say he has no fingers!  He’s got two paws for it.  And I got Foot Tour for my Future!  I am so proud that my many toes are my Momentoes.  It is all related.  My Mom sure Met Toes.  Even though you call my family  Foot Loss and Family Freaks.

              I just want to be called Handsome.  I don’t live in a cage like my Hand Stir.  We are all a bunch of Foot Lupus and Failing Fleas, Please.   I don’t want no Freak On no mix.  We are becoming a Freak Of Nation.  With our Hand Dull we claim we Care.  Our words are just Handy.  And we are Weirs causing your  Hands to Die.  You think you are Foot Sure.  You are really a Toe Knight, Toe Knight, I’ll make the charge Toe Fright.

              Remember when I clapped my hands as my feet walked me through the woods.  Wooden floors and wounded feet.  I pointed at other beings as I tread my way to fool school.  I headed to the front door but my feat tours grew a lot worse.

              Just learn it.  Worms never had feet and hands.  Snakes used to have legs and arms and they used to be armed with feet or hands or claws or paws.  Paws that paused their development.  What was meant by that?  Is that why you are mean by us.  Spin and find your way.  Your sin is Your Way is to be In The Way!

              I may not be Handed to some, but some of us cause Pawses in the infractions of life.  I can’t nail it claws you walked right into my path.  I am even more pathetic cuss of my thumb bone being a thumb bomb. Bone Voyage.  My Bones have Aged and Aged.  You fin your way to the See and I fink my way with all I Sea.  And I am really Icey.  Sprint, hint here.  Mint, lint there.  Hear a scale, heavy scale, what I wear causes swears there.     

 

To get along with all of this I kneed to I need to Mill Ions.  Ions don’t breath but Lions do, and they also breathe and they also poo.  You Bleed with Thrill Ions.  I must pay the Bill of Ions.

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World Without End or Existence Without End

 

              When I was assigned to be growing up, the crowds around me which I acknowledged and thought I understood their wordings told me that ‘WE’ should care and be proud about ‘Our World Without End.’  But, the water that I drink contains cells like the liquid, which seems to a lot of us what water is, in our veins and spooting out our noses, which some of us think are living beings, being beings themselves and parts of our beings.  Magnetism and Gravity pull and push, like wind and hands, many together pieces around us.  I do not know.  I know many people who claim they do not know.  And many more that claim they know everything.   I don’t know, but I think that many of us are existing.  We may have cells within us.  We may be parts of cells around us.  Iron Rocks pulling and pushing with magnetism may be other existing people, like and not like us.  So much kept and keeps happening when they growed around us.  Oriental People lived around us.  Asian and African and Island people lived around.   Growing up, my family proclaimed ‘We are White and We are Our Own Group!’ But Black People lived and still live with us.  Turtles lived around us too.  Monkeys lived around us some where. Dogs lived around us a lot. Rocks and ferrous and silicon rocks may pull and push and notice each other and us.

              I hope you noticed that That Jelly Role Gun Shot made those Die Near You.  Bing, Bang, Boot, Brute!  Are you just going to ask  me, “How can I Sea a Gravity Mind if Icons are streaming in the Aurora?  Steam Me, Few You, Little Deny Lions are Magneting in the wind.  Wind up my mind because my life wound up wounded by a mine, and I wish that mine was not mine.”

              In what I call life there are three neutrons that allow my chronic gravitational flows to prism into the entrance to my second past.  There is a nest of magnetism housing me for thirty centuries.  I keep echoing the protons washing through our city’s streets.

              I just took a walk to downtown in order to build the muscles up in my legs and to strengthen my heart.  I took a long time.  If I went too fast my muscles would hurt like an attack.  I did not stop and sit on the way.  I looked at the streets and, on the sidewalks, and into the various grasses that I passed by or had to walk on.  Downtown is sometimes down tongue when time runs backwards or in cycles which causes circles around buy circles.

              Boy, those Kaon Mesons are unpredictable subatomic particles—specifically certain mesons— those composed of a strange quark and an up or down antiquark.  Don’t give me a vice versa with your voice sounding your verses. They carry a "strangeness" quantum number, are essential for studying CP violation in particle physics, and have a positive, negative, or neutral charge.

              I know that Kaons are vital in developing likable  quark models.  A model here, a moldy there, here those quarks are fundamental constituents of master matters, specifically on elementary subatomic particles that combine with anti-matter to form co-opposite particles called hating hadrons, sucking up our protons and neutrons.

              You, me, and it have Mothers, Fathers, Sisters, and Bothers, I mean Brothers, and they are Mean Brothers that are cells in a family which is a being.  A neighbor with their neighbor with their neighboring neighbor are parts of a neighborhood which is a being.  A neighborhood with the surrounding neighborhoods make up a city which makes it into a being.  Cities make Being States which make Being Countries with Maked Being  Continents which make a Being World.  Look out there.  There is a moon.  There is Mars.  There is our sun.  Our solar system is a being.  Solar Systems make Astral Beings which make and not break Being Universes.

              It’s not just our universe.  It is also Verses versus Universes into are all viruses.  And that made He said that, she says, that they says, because we shed.

              Try to understand that Infinite, is in finite, with all those other infants who keep net drinking tea, in a fine night tease, causing  that famous Interglobal Instant Taunting Aunty Anti Taunty.  Tight fright from the bite mite.

              Haven’t you ever noticed that in savage owls, their peep holes keep them hooting free.  “Shoot me!  Boot that!  You’re not free!”  But you just call me a freak.  That brings to my mind, ‘Watts son are you?’  Of course, instead of replying, you ask me, ‘When will you pay me what you Ohm me?’  My life is a lie with my grades from school.  Ick!

              You could be would be ‘wound me cool bee fool free.’

              An aging comet flew around my moon mission boat for thirty-two glances what my gland says through my mouth’s lens.  I fell toward that ear filled towel.  Clear the field of all snakes that slither through auras that my related sun bursts out.  Stars Freight, Stars Ate, the fist Stars that are Late Tonight.  I swish in May, Eyes fish that bites, the wrist Stars that blast my flight.  Fell into felt stilts like pennies in my wealth.  Pine your pennies away.

              You’ve got to learn that different religions might be different entities, or they may be different technicals or testings of the surrounding feelings or reactions of our grouped entity.  The lights yellow, green, ultra-violet, and blue is a nearby neighbor to high-pitched sounds around gravitational sodium crystal cells.

              I got through all this because my brother hates me like iron hates oxygenated cells in our platinum tuberculated bloodstream.  That bloodstream is an anti-accentuates attic driving route with many rusts through the throat organs of non intelligible space.

              How can we think we know existence and reality unless we realize that plants are living things too!  Crops and leaves in forests react to each other. A lot of plants are planets.  And planets are friends and enemies and cells within veins of each other.  Look at that forest’s stream.  Look at the algae and ferns and fish and you.  One stream helps the other.  One stream takes water away  from the other.  Several stream grow a pond.  That pond has eyes.  Does Mildew Fill More?  Or Will Willard Fool More? 

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Some Times I Feel Like I Can't, All Times I Rant

 

              I was slinging my bow in order to  keep the wolves away.  Seventeen stubborn lilacs stubbed my toe.  Too Too Tomorrow you little narrow toots.  I wish you would not tell me to Drop Everything and Work on Your Problems.  What I do keeps Your Problems Working All the Time!  All the time there is Grilled Cheese.   Or are they Growled Fleas?  Tease One or Freeze the Otter.  I’ll just Order Odor our one Dough Otter Rotting a Robot again.  Frank and steins are all over this place.  And that is only a place mat, wait until you face Mat, you chased rat.

              So, let’s just Signal Smarts. Or do you make Gingle Marks?  My holiday flows away.  This way, that way, everywhere when I weigh way way way too much water.  Water.  What for?  Four Watts.  And your will will Sea what is the matter.  And that matter is Sandy.  You are Duned.  And I am Doomed.  A Dome with a Red Brick on my Foot Click.  My Mind does Clicks all the time and it sure ain’t a mine as I ain’t got no mind.  Never Mined.  I just blew up.  Bark at me!  I’m not a Pup.  Look at my Pup Il.  Pop pauses for my pup’s paws.  And I am Awed on the Lawn while you still Yawn.  If you kept still, I would not hear you yawn but you are Knot Wood as I drank from that Still.  My drink is al gone.  Al as in Alcohol.  Cup to me.  Clip to my Jugular.  I just drink till I am gone.

              North America.  South America.  Australia.  Uropartners.  Uropany.  This Uro Penny is  Your Old Penny.  Don’t pick up that penny from the toilet.  Let someone else Toy With It.  And if there is green plastic in there, or Greek plaster in there, or even freaky gas in there,  it is toy lettuce.  Don’t eat it unless you are a toy.  It is not for a joy.  Speak about no joy, I am employed.  I employed so much into that toilet bowl from my toy yet bowel.  Urology, Grinding Cringe Ology.  My Urin is not Logical, so Lettuce Urination.  This Nation is controlled by Urination.  Solares or Solar Flare Us?  Lost Algebra For Otto.

              And again, Our new King is Selfish.  Like those other Kings, those older Kings, filled with their stings, thanks to their Greedy Kingship, we will not live long.  They don’t get a long  Eggs benefact.  Those Eggs been on the Attic.  Toes Eggs beg for Addicted.  Benedict Arnold Pig!  Hog Watt was that?

              As I go along  there is The Worm.  There is The Wonder.  This world is The Rim.  Such a Wander. One Deer wondering after another.  Or Winter splinters after an Otter.  This Worm is Weird every day.  Squirm about this morn.  Does Any Body earn a Christmas’s Worm?  Anti Bodies or Ant’s High Bodies?  Morn Me More! 

              I was just formed with  a brain by what I drained from my pain.  You painted it on your garage with all of my garbage.   Cars barrage in smoke massages.  Lars are lost in most balayages.  And I have to keep Aging Here and Aging There, Aging, Aging Everywhere.

              My commanding office sir asked me “  Are these Week Nights or are We Kite Knights?”  I told him  “We are Weak Knights.  And if you heard a noise.  You heard my Adenoids.  You are a herd of Ant Boys.  White House Non Responsible Dinner honoring the White House Non Responding Winner.”

              His secret airy said to him “Doe’s antlers, a female’s antlers.”  And that Secreted Scary ordered from me, “A glass full of drops of golden rum.”

              I asked, “Does this mean that I Am underrated?”

              I was told, “You are under worn.”

              I just replied, “Well, you are under pants.”

              And my neighbor said, “You sure are always under a worm.”

              And that was from a group of Mick Dumb, a Plump Oh Dumbo, Elephants or Eli Faints, anyway, with his mouth or not, he said the Shamrock Snakes are back.  Every day a non-venomous Eastern Racer is a Black Snake.  I realized that It Is Not Well.  It is also not back.  It’s Baked!

              My boss again said, “You’ve been resented as well as I’ve been resnorted.”

              And his assistant said, “I’m a reporter as well!”

              That’s when he told her, “You’re not Swell.”

              And she replied, “Your stomach swells and you smell like an otter.”

              He smiles and proclaims, “I’m such a skull guy.”

              Life keeps going on like this.  Our new work includes naming elemental gravity ground formings as alien intelligents with contrapted buildings on other planets.  I am beginning to realize that Aliens are not like us, if they exist.  We cannot tell what or who they are unless we really notice the real them.

              One once told me, “Bing it home or bring a stone.  A bright stone that you bought at home.  Home or loan, I’m always stuck alone.  And I got struck with a bone.  My luck is all gone, and you call me a Goon.”

              And I keep going up those Zero Gravity Stairs.  Hero Depravity Glares.  Out of Air Spares.  I just get Sparred.  And I am Sparked.  I’m just a Sparrow whose life is narrow.  Come at me with an Arrow.  It’s one that you borrow.  You’ve won ‘cause I’m Marrow.

              An engineer came by and told me “A gear don’t need sticking out teeth to enlarge their movements onto this world.  Cooperation accomplishes what forcing and kicking up against does to worthwhile neighbors, the closer the better.”

              Come on people.  Do you hear what I hear?  No!  Do you think what I think?  I know you do not think.  We all can see that, and you feel like a jerk.  I’ll flea from you.  Your fleas are your bad habit.  Habit hear, have it here, have it rabbit everywhere.  You just wear like a robot.  Tobor the Ape Man.  Low atoms mean we have high ionic patches forming the time your nose counts from blood to limestone.

              I hope you will be able to get around a bit.  You are such a hippocrate.  You mitts are such knit wits.  And there is no wattage too.  My wheels are blowing in the wind and my heels are flowing in my mind while my heals are abstracting gigantic calluses upon the whirled world around me.  I take the loss of a shredded white flower while my boss calls me a coward.  Ward that you cricket might.  Mighty Mouth is ant it again.  Three Wards be Warts under sea Warps.

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