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"The Waters Of Your Bath" submitted by W. Ron Averill ~ DE View W. Ron's Ad
I wish that I could be the waters of your bath
I would surround you with mellow liquids of love
like a flickering childish wave on the sandy shore
I would crash and break upon the firmness of your body
engulfing myself into the moist places of your body
that I dream of.
If I were the waters of your bath
I would send part of me to gather in the recess of your naval,
there my temperature would rise to match yours.
Like the path of the sea,
I would move your body hairs in and out with tides
created by your movements,
playfully I would splash against your thighs and
become very intimate with your nature.
If I were the water of your bath
that when you left me and pulled the plug
I would defy the natural order of gravity and stay to
wait each time of your tender return.
If I were the water of your bath, I'd have to take
mortal form and hold you.
To caress you and make love to you
If I were that waters of your bath

– Reality V.S. Fiction – Inside involute shallow darkness
I noticed movement
A seythes shadow as it
collects and delivers.
Crimson energy dripping from
a charged edge.
Threads passing through the sands
of time, revolving, aging
casting prisms of space.
Whom do I see?
Am I looking at me?
Am I inside or out?
Am I above or below?
Reality?... But a moment inside the
creation of illusion.

-Lost- Within you I lose myself.
Without you I find myself,
wanting to be lost again.

-Untitled- It is said that "eyes are the window to the soul".
I can see there's a warmth in thy eyes,
that can lesson a chill.
Given when down,
thy share that warmth still.

I sit in my cell
awakened in the night.
Dreams of meeting you,
are the cause of my fright.

When in times of trouble
I just don't know.
I push my feelings out,
to be caught
where the winter winds blow.

"Hebrew 13, Verse 3" submitted by Delmond Marshall ~ MS View Delmond's Ad
I'm currently doing time unjustly, and the stress is plentiful in this God-forsaken place. I'm still trying to figure out how and why the family and friends that I so unselfishly took care of disappeared from me during my time of crisis without a trace. My current surroundings is harsh and has no remorse or mercy on my mind, body and soul. How can a flower that's kept in a steel caged container away from the sunlight continue to grow? I suffer daily behind these walls, but I try my best to deal with all of my problems on my own. Because the letters and visits from loved ones are few and far in between, most of the time I feel so alone. Failure is an event not a person, so this situation is only an experience for me to learn from in my life. Despite being wrangled in the court system I refuse to become bitter inside. In my heart and mind I'm still determined to do right. I suffer much on the regular basis, without much help or support from the outside, while I'm behind these lines. I've saved many from despair and ? and I'm just waiting on someone to save me from mine. But for now, the people I once knew treat me like I've died. Although I'm physically contained, mentally drained and living with constant pain. I refuse to give up on myself! I want the world to know that I'm Still Alive!

Mystic Unity submitted by Alexander Galahad ~ NJ View Alexander's Ad
In climbing to the heights
In the greatest fight
You become conscious of all you do
Freeing yourself of repression by the task
When achieved life is a dance you remove your mask
New clear levity will guide your being
Music has a new tone as you desire to sing
It is hard to believe such a transformation
Trust is the hardest step in any integration
A surrendering need occur to free the self
From the strangulating ego that is foxy elf
Devotion means you are open to learn
Freed to seek grail which all life yearn
Dancing and singing will naturally flow
Like a dream all in your circle does grow
Mystic unity is every thing wrapped in desire
The person attracted tells if outlook lower or higher
They embody your secret dreams
Carefully meet friends who are more than seems
Best wishes to you your family and friends - Love AG
(c) 8/11/2004

THE NEW CLEAR SOLUTION If the Lord sits on a throne
All the world's stories fit as bodies bone
Instead of a single being on the cross of time
The entire nation world has heard the new clear rhyme

These new clear solution replaces Hitler's final solution
It is a pun on the nuclear destruction
The Jewish people have waited so long
To understand their significance need now belong

Accepting the other tree of faith religions
As all accepts the tree of knowledge opinions
Science and faith become one dissolving unconscious cores
Hate particles smaller than electrons clog computers

People are the new clear reactors giving off hate particles
Hate of religions affect healing and silicon transistors
Can you give Einstein a C as sea to sea does see
Thought is faster than light setting you free

In the New Clear Solution hate is hatricity
Much smaller than electrons or electricity
We have all been on many levels abused
Can you dismantle your weapons into plowshares this
Heaven on earth be properly used

(c)....10/11/2003

UNIFICATION All that exists tries to unify
An evolving truth that does verify
That we are all more alike than different
We should treat others as we be love sent

If we are hurt by someone it is true to have a reaction
That will cause the other person to stop the action
Jesus and Muhammud taught the golden rule in their philosophy
We are giving supplies to Afghanistan as we destroy

With one hand we give life; with the other we take
Let those who would attack cease being fake
The US is more Islamic in action
Than the people who use the name or are a fraction

Islam is part of the Jewish tradition
Accepting Moses Abraham Israel as a nation
Jesus was a prophet to Islam
Which opens up going to war to protect and win

As you read the Koran more and more
You see the 3 monotheistic religions thru the same door
Let us all wake up to our brothers and sisters in mystical
Celebration that Israel has been reformed as predicted in biblical

(c).....11/22/2001

THE JOURNEY The story of life consists of many ages
his story her story, our story engages
the hour story is how long it takes to make a baby
in the building of time understanding maybe

Maybe you will be yourself or another person's self
look within you, you find more than all the books on shelf
the story of Hiawatha is Iroquois Odysseus Greek
Galahad is the King without clothes up the creek

In Ithaca he had three years of psychoanalysis
with the head of the clinic sharing his boat and house
being made ready for a mystical experience high
dissolving all pain and confusion with Louise Try

She was one of the seven sisters gorgeous
all were beyond beautiful taking him to groups amorphous
drugging him, then putting him in a trance
they were with gurus international religious war romance

By pure hypnotic will they can cause you to forget
follow their commands with migraines and spasms get
they can will thoughts on all the candidates
we must be careful in just meeting going on dates

Best wishes to you, your family and friends...
Love A.G.

BLACK IS THE MIND In the light they say we see
it is as simple as ABC
A new clear teaching now opens
making sense of the dark we are copens
ask a child to close their eyes
the color he or she sees
is brown green, red and 90% black
they finding will tell us we are on track
it incredibly affected a black minister
he was frantic as if we exploded a canister he screamed "the mind cannot be black; black is only bad"
the other patients stood in disbelief; he was so mad
I asked him: " cannot the word black be wonderful"
he was ready to fight saying only white is good plentiful
the mind has to be white; black is only bad ugly heard"
it was not worth it to fight over a word
in the new clear solution we evolve nuclear confusion
momular understanding of black is the solution
enblockment evolves enlightenment
new clear words make peace and good government

Best wishes to you, your family and friends...
Love A.G.

REALITY-DREAM-REVERSAL Freud had thought dreams unconscious sexual seep
jung evolved to quest for combining opposites complete
we match up with our soul mate
evolving us to be a better dream fate
in my own life I stopped dreaming at twelve years
I hated people talking about them, thought them liars
only after 3 years psychoanalysis did dreams return
poetry started writing itself as dream-vision learn
from a nightmare of endlessly falling & nuclear war
to a vision of a rainbow and people hugging love cure
we will now open the reality-dream reversal
those who has only failures from childhood soil
after seeing how interesting your dreams seem
you now see your real life as a dream
all those failures, put downs, belittlements, mistakes
will just be a bad dream that you now awake
it will give hope to all who try
now success, wealth, love and writing poetry
as you improve reality you improve dreams at same time
by circular causation with a cumulative effect rhyme

Best wishes to you, your family and friends...
Love A.G.

Dreaming Dreams Program We are opening the doors to all who believe in dreams whether color or black and white, pictures or words. We will have dream classes for pre-school, public schools, prisons and "emotional forensic hospitals." Those who seem dull, boring or stupid become poetic, enthusiastic and brilliant when they discuss dreams. It only takes one dream specialist who will teach the MSO and guards who then will teach the patients and prisoners who will teach their families, etc.

The sharing of dreams will break down the barriers that cause alienation and loneliness realizing they are all a part of the grand poetic dream reality, prompting them to share, care and love each other.

We will evolve the clear of scientology to "new-clear" who again believe in dreams. Ron Hubbard, the founder of Scientology, was brilliant. He replaced the authority of Aristotle, Bacon, Newton, etc., opening engrams as emotional blockages which need to be open back to birth. Ron Hubbard said dreams were meaningless, spending any time with them foolish. He did the very thing he did not like about earlier authority figures. He blocked 10 million scientologists and their children from taking dreams meaningfully. For the benefit of the children let us put dream classes in the schools. The Galahadian Institute will embrace the truth where ever it appears from Freud, Jung, Plato, Aristotle, Skinner and Ron Hubbard's concept of engrams.

We wish you happy, meaningful and helpful dreams since you spend 1/3 of each day in sleep.


Dream Classes We would like your assistance in having dream classes in pre-school, public schools, mental and emotional health facilities - even prisons and forensic hospitals. if you or your friends are as I was - dreams stopping at the age of 12 when Kennedy was assassinated, then returning at 24 - you might not understand what others are talking about when they speak of "dreams." I hated people talking about dreams because in my mind I thought them liars. Now, accepting Jing's concept of completions, I feel very differently. I know experientially their calue. I have found that anything that brings people together in searching for the truth of what they may not easily comprehend can have a salutary effect. Coming to classes where students/teachers, prisoners/corrections officers, patients/medical security officers, public/police can talk about something that few understand fully can motivate them all to have more care and respect for each othe. It will help dissolve the barriers and ameliorate the alienation between the polar opposites.

An important selling point is that police, corrections officers and medical security officers that I have worked with do not want to be just authority figures. There's a part of self (as in all of us) that would like to be healers and helpful figures assisting to see positive changes for the patients. COs and MSOs seem to have very exciting and highly evolved dreams which they would like to understand because they are the authority figures who must be always ready to risk their lives. The patients who seem dull, boring and stupid become poetically brilliant and enthusiastic when they try to explain their dreams. Another selling point is that all it will take is one dream specialist (preferably a Jungian from The Chicago Institute) who will teach the police, COs, MSOs who will in turn teach those in their charge - prisoners, inmates, patients. Those taught will, in turn, teach their families and so on.

At 12, in my dream, I was in a bomb shelter fighting the wicked after a nuclear war. I was utterly alone and could trust nothing. Then for a number of nights, I kept falling endlessly (I was in psychic shock/terror). Then I stopped remembering them. At the age of 24 - after 3 years of psychoanalysis, a mystical experience, and catching my dad (an assistant U.S attorney in antitrust in the Kennedy Administration) in lying about my mother in our own private "Seagate Scandal" (where he grew up in Brooklyn) - my dreams returned. Now I was falling again, but this time I hit an icy pond. I went through the ice, could not find the entry hole and kept trying to punch out through the ice (which I think is publicity). Finally, the ice broke. I started walking on the solid ice, soon I saw 24 people approaching. I thought there woul dbe another fight; then the sun appeared in a beautiful rainbow. Then they all hugged and kissed me and a wonderful poem appeared:

"I am the source from which all things come,
Civilization owes all to me;
Yet remain I unnoticed by most;
My beauty is seen but by few."
I want you to feel free to use my "Reality/Dream Reversal Technique" to help family, friends, students, fans, clients, etc., who have a failure problem. Kindly share the results with me. It has worked for me and many of the patients/prisoners I have worked with. They had terrible lives; most had miserable childhoods and were utter failures in school, social, marital, athletic, business, and other realms. They have given up hope of ever being able to change their life of failure, so they rob, steal, rape, and kill. I tell them: Everything right up until this moment has just been a bad dream - a nightmare; they can now awake and improve their lives. The results are incredible. The chains that imprisoned their core attitudes fall off of them; they develop the courage and self-esteem to change their lives. Equally wonderful is: As the reality gets better, the dream world also improves and on and on. by principle I call "Circular causation with a Cumulative Effect" (CCCE)

Kindly send me names of people - who know people - who have been waiting for just such "Dream Programs" - who can help - if only with good suggestions. When Philosphy Prof. Norman Malcolm of Cornell invited me ot The Professor's Club for lunch. I thought he would give me a PhD for my work in psychoanalysis; he laughed, saying: You are beyond professors - publish your poetry, open clinics and meet the "gurus" - you will be very rich. Between you and me, I thought he was a little bit crazy because i had only written 2 poems by then. I had no idea who the gurus were and I had no idea of how to form clinics nor did I want to be burdened with them. I am very humble now toward Norman's brilliance since I now have authored three books: The NewClear Solution, Momular Science - Momular Songs, and Enblockenment. However it has worked out, the mental forensic hospitals and prisons in the country are the clinics Norman spoke of. As they evolve to inclide the "Dream Programs" and the "Reality/Dream Reversal Technique" they will become true healing centers.

As people in the general society take seriously Jung's idea of completion and utilize the "Dream Programs", we will evolve to be a more caring, sharing culture as some earlier cultures have been. In this age of space travel and nuclear weapons it will be the ancient "awe before dreams" which in reality come from our "Source/Center" that will eventually heal us - dissolving all barriers and giving each of our citizens rightful dignity and self-esteem.

Thank you for being a force for good.
Best wishes to you, your family and friends. Love - Alexander Galahad.

Lands End submitted by Joseph Barker ~ TX View Joseph's Ad
Where every sound heard becomes a cry--
As visions are dancing beyond a mist;
Where each moment simply passes on by...
Whispering softly is does not exist.

Where the darkest tides seem to surge within,
Forever removed now from yesterday--
Where one must drown inside of thought again,
Then on wounded leagues drift slowly astray.

Where the endless seas of lost darkness moan,
Abandoned in place by sunsets long past:
Where lands end echoes in an empty tone,
And the first ascribes now to be the last.

Where it is to be torn what should be whole--
There is an armageddon of the soul.

Human Voices I heard the bluest summer sky,
As loudly as you now...
It seemed to beckon with a thought
I understood somehow.

I saw a sound I could not see;
My silent picture there...
With no hope to adorn a wall,
Left hanging in the air.

I lost the scent of someone's hand
As it lost touch with mine--
And tasted with my dying breath
The ocean's bitter brine.

An Unheard Try Out back there is a rusting swing,
Sadly a forgotten thing...
Abandoned there to weather time;
A landed bird without a wing.

It's age less than a single dime.
Still brilliant underneath the grim:
Buried beneath reality--
That monumental pantomime.

Still almost imperceptibly
Refuting all adversity,
With silence it has acquiesced
To fates promised ability.

Until beneath an empty sky,
Imagine there an unheard try--
One final, sadly creaking "Why?"
One final, sadly creaking "Why?"

CRACK submitted by Robert J. Bustillos ~ CA View Robert's Ad
I lost it all for a drug, that crack cocaine ain't no fun.
It took all I had
Ripped my heart out when I was sad.
Now I sit here and wonder why?
That Cocaine made me die,
It spun me like a top,
emptied my pockets, Lord make it stop.
I won't smoke that s... never again,
Look at me with nothing in the pen.

THE SUN The rising sun, the day's begun
the start of a new day,
Life moves at the speed of light,
The sun above in beautiful sight.
The mid-day brings, the spirit rings the birds sing.
The next thing you know no more is the sun's glow.
The falling sun the nights begin.

TO DREAM We dream and dance in fantasy
We hope that they become reality.
That all we do reaches us to that point and beyond
A beautiful home, a well-trimmed lawn, moving like chess pawn to
pawn. And the next thing we know this life is gone.
To live this life to make it succeed, praying your path was
not filled with hate or greed.
Gaining all you need and more. May dreams and joy be what you're for.

ACCEPT THE TEST Here's your test and trial
accept this adversity and smile
God is with us mile for mile
protecting & guiding us all the while
succeed as victor over this test
finding those that love you forgetting all the rest
grow and learn at all times
walk the straight & narrow no sinful crimes
stand tall and seek the "light"
God loves us with all His might!

PAIN My life seems so full of pain
The outside world drowned in rain
I suffer deep inside day in day out
No one can hear me, not even a shout
Why my life is this way I ask so confused
My errors my precious time
Live for today I remind myself
My hallowed dreams put on a far away shelf
The day will come when I begin fresh
But now I must pay for my sins of the flesh.

PRISON Prison is Hell on Earth
Never predicting this place at your birth.
Tears and despair a part of life
One on one's and bloody knife fights.
Find a way to survive this situation
Finding loved ones maintaining relations.
You can learn and never return
Realize freedom is not meant for you to burn.
Stay strong and stable, seeing modern day Cane & Abels
Ignore the poisons that bring you harm, the day brings
Inevitable alarm to alarm.
Never ever come back working daily in areas in which you lack,
hurry up! Pick up the slack.

OF WOLVES AND SHEEP submitted by Sterling Jarnagin ~ CO View Sterling's Ad
The cowards preach, so full of spite
For us to turn the other cheek
The conformist say, that it is right
To be passive and meek

There are no thoughts which they keep
That they thought alone
They just follow all the other sheep
Because they can't think on their own

Puppets in a mindless flock
They trudge the grassy hill
As their master tells them where to walk
And bends them to his will

They mindlessly believe his way
Is so very true and right
Because he keeps the wolves at bay
When they circle in the night

They gladly give him all their wool
And huddle at his feet
While he laughs at them like fools
And butchers them for their meat

Yet still they think he loves them
Just because he keeps them groomed
But they couldn't matter less to him
He just prepares them to be loomed

But no master will the wolf obey
They must fight him for his fur
He lives his life in his own way
No matter what he may incur

And so I choose the wolf as my kind
Though he may brave the rougher ride
He has the strength of his own mind
And keeps the comfort of his pride

POEM FOR A ROSE Your beauty is like a rose, that is loved by everyone
And until they find their rose, their search continues on
I hope you are being treated in a special way
because a rose as beautiful as you, deserves it every day
Every rose has a special blessing, sent down from above
But when God created you, He created a rose of Love
So please don't change your beauty or your special ways
And God will continue to bless you,
the remainder of your days.

A LITTLE LOVE I'm not looking for rainbows
Not even a pot of gold
Or even a cloud with a silver lining
Although they exist I'm told

I don't need fields of clovers
Nor a mansion on the hill
A shiny new car or to travel afar
For some exotic thrill

I just want to be who I am
And not play life like a game
All I want is a little Love
And a chance to return the same

Like to Know You submitted by Timothy Strickland ~ NJ View Timothy's Ad
Get to know you better, not as a Judgement, but thought and expressions. This would be a testimony of my faith in you, a conviction to the understanding of you, a message to the inside of you. Let's share books and travel music together having precious and Royal sweet attitudes, the way sweet knows honey and we would know each other too. Swim in and out of you like anxious earthquakes, uncontrollable but beautiful. Kissing the life force from your lips, and in a secret place, the tip of your ripeness I would taste. Like water rushing into famined earth and salted water tides - All sensitive phases and no quite lies! A heart's deep sounds reserved, so profound, only for Magical- Magical Lovers! This is a sign to you, a whisper in the wind to you, a love note to the intricate you, a code to the simplicity, of you, I'll reserve a place for you, like springs summer and special autumns- I am Timothy, hurricane Souljah and soon, I say "soon" I'll bring you ultra - violet rain.
How Little We Need submitted by Terry Brown ~ NV View Terry's Ad
We're taught & conditioned to have dreams & goals of greed,
half the confusion comes from not knowing how little we need.
Hugs are what we need when our hearts are torn,
they've been our comfort & security sincer we were born.
Higs are Humbly & Unconditionally Giving Self,
they're more precious and valuable than wealth.
Hugs can make & brighten someones day,
it's warmth we'll never want to go away.
Hugs are tender, and always a winner.
Try a hug
Guess I'm just a cuddler.

I WISH YOU ENOUGH! I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright!
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more!
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive!
i wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger!
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your needs and wants!
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess!
I wish you enoug hellos to get you through the goodbyes!

Am I Forgotten or Just Don't want to be Remembered? It takes a minute to find a special person,
a few days to appreciate them,
a few weeks to love them,
an entire life to give them loyalty and devotion,
but it only takes prison to forget them,
or just don't want to remember them!

EGO Ego; I've seen what's inside,
seen you strip men of their humility and pride.
Ego; you're always on the rise,
to be free you must die.
Ego; a place I know all too well,
some call it home, but I call it hell.
If you think my words are lies,
Ego has clouded your eyes.

Runaway Love At first sight I knew, joy & pain came from you.
A true dime you come in all shapes & races; and can be found in the damndest of places.
The sway of your hips have me in a trance, thinking to myself will you give me a chance.
DAMN! I'm mesmerized; you make more than my temperature rise.
I see you like to role-play; casue it's something different with you everyday.
Oh, God please; don't let this be another dream or tease.
'Cause every time I get too close; you vanish like a ghost.
Or when the money is gone you move to the next; and I become your ex.
You're very addictive; and breaking my heart is too expensive.
One day you'll come with no bounds; then unconditional love I'll have found.

Is Love Behind Bars? Have spent most of my life; searching for someone that's right.
But now that I'm behind bars; Is that dream too far?
Not if you let our paths merge; don't fight the feeling or urge.
Held captive is what you're missing; romance, passion and kissing.
Someone to take you higher when you're feeling low; giving your beautiful face a Love's glow.
Always thinking of first; everything your heart, mind, body and soul thirst.
And not to mention; unconditional Love, and plenty attention.
But then you think, can Love really be found behind bars; yes, if you're willing to be my shining star.
We're both tired of being alone; Now let's give our Love a home.
Now that dream doesn't seem too far; because true Love awaits you behind bars!

Made in Heaven submitted by Stephen P. Ciolino ~ NV View Stephen's Ad
Long before time began
God created you for this time in which you stand
Through HIS great love, He made you with a plan
I know it seems strange, and hard to understand
But, you, right now, are standing in God's perfect plan

You were made in Heaven
So gentle, so kind, and pure
You were made in Heaven
With great love, and strength to endure
You were made in Heaven
So, the Angels gave you a lovely should, of this you can be sure
Because, my friend, you were made in Heaven.

Hopeless and Aware submitted by Anthony Moreno ~ CA View Anthony's Ad
I live in a world where the sun never shines,
Wicked signs and designs... are everywhere.
Misery and despair, permeate the stale air,
Thus, I was born aware, that love and
compassion are two things that are rare.
I see life as deadly, blood-thirsty and unfair,
The snare-and-tear can grip you and strip you
bare.
Few things can compare to the burning glare
of a hateful stare.
The same looks that try to kill, also reveal
and scare.
Truth be told, my world is cold and square,
It's not in my past to care, for 1 to cast
that glare.
In my darkest hour, hope was never there.
Reality in and of itself is like psychological
warfare.
How does one deal with this deadly strain of
pain when there's no healing or repair?
Some like to say "God Willing" concealing the
nightmare, and this empty feeling that we
all share.
I swear, life loses all its flare
When there's no hope left to spare.

Mid-Evil Times Sometimes the truth misleads and deception
set the tone.
Where I come from evil deeds are practised,
learned and sown.
Death is the milestone that no man can
postpone.
The wicked life we clone, ain't nothin' but a
loan and the purpose is unknown.
There's very lil' truth in human flesh and
bone, and feeble minds get blown
whenever it gets shown.
You can see it in my eyes and hear it in
the lies that everybody tries to condone.
We all enter and leave this world alone.
But sometimes in the middle of the greatest
riddle, you don't do it on your own
Because misery and despair become your chaperone.

Imagine I grew up in the hole and lost my soul
In the dead night, instead of a right I took
a left. Started out with nothing and still
got most of it left...
As I look over my shoulder, past the
smoke and smolder, I see the devil spying,
and believe me, I'm not lying.
My entire life has been a never ending
struggle that continues multiplying.
Mean looks and hatred are like bullets
indiscriminately flying.
The laws of nature don't seem to be applying.
And the pools of blood, sweat and tears
ain't going away or drying.
Imagine a desolate world of human anguish
And spiritual frying, accentuated by the
sounds of abandoned babies crying.
Most of my friends and loved ones are
either dead or in the process of dying.
Yet, I find solace in demystifying
The evil powers that be vying.
A pessimistic mystic once told me:
"The final outcome is inevitable, you can't
change the course of fate so why bother
even trying?"
Be it sadistic or just flat out realistic,
I told him to "Save the woes and sorrow".

CARING HEART submitted by Eugene Saunders ~ KS View Eugene's Ad
You came along when I needed you most
You held my hand
You held me close
You showed me that tomorrow the sun will shine
And that life isn't bad all the time.

You gave me a hug when I needed it most
Whether it be virtual or real
Somehow, you always seem
To know just how I feel.

You gave me a shoulder to lean on
When I felt to weak to stand alone
You helped me see that I am strong
And I'm never on my own.

For all that you do for me
I am so very grateful
And each night I find the brightest star
And thank God for giving me a friend
With such a caring heart

Where would I be? submitted by Kerri Knapp ~ AZ View Kerri's Ad
Had I broke the chains in my life & set myself free?
I had many a chance but took them for granted?
And looking at me now, my feet in my cell, firmly planted.
Where would I be?
Had I only listened to those words ya'll had spoken,
Then I'd be free and so many hearts wouldn't be broken.
You see Levi, Amber, Abz & me: used to be a family.
Now we're scattered worlds away,
And now I can see...
Exactly where I'd be.

I ask you... Can you laugh at yourself, and mean it? Can you walk among others "unconcerned" of what they think? Can you close your eyes tonight when you go to sleep and "know" you've hurt no one, including your-self today? Can you let people be who they "are" w/o judgements from you? Can you accept... what is? Let go of what is NOT? Can you look like a child w/o selfish fear, like it's your first time ever? Can you be "sincere" regardless of the outcome? Can you detach yourself from outcomes and be who you are, no matter where you are? I'm telling you if you can do even half of these things... then you are free... no matter where you live...


MY REALITY submitted by Joseph Rathsack ~ OR View Joseph's Ad
I sit here in this prison cell and watch life pass me by,
the path in life, the choices I've made, and sometimes wonder why?

Every day within myself, I see through so much pain,
thinking back on what I've lost, and what I had to gain.

Now alone, I live each day with an aching broken heart,
from the wounds inside and scars I hide from a soul that's torn apart.

Sometimes I awake at night cold and soaked in sweat,
from the memories of broken dreams and a life that's filled with regret.

I hide my feelings, stuff them away though at times I'm sure you see,
that deep inside, through the tears I've cried there's a fear that lives inside me.

"A Lonely Heart Cries" submitted by Ronnie Couch ~ Gay View Ronnie's Ad
A lonely heart cries
Without saying a word...
Only being seen
And not being heard.

A lonely heart cries
Wishing to change the past
thinking of times before
Which didn't last.

A lonely heart cries
to tell someone they care
down to their heart
through eyes that stare.

A lonely heart cries
Without shedding a tear
a lonely heart cries
as I look into the mirror.

A Little Understanding submitted by Russell Stuteville ~ TX View Russell's Ad
Since the dawn of time,
Neither male nature nor female nature has changed.
The tension between male and female is by design.
And for this, the Gods alone are to blame!

There are times, we don't understand each other,
The things we do or say may not make sense,
However, our bond is strong, like sister and brother,
Friends and lover, and this is how we co-exist!

We are all constant competition for one another,
This will not end with a ceremony, a pronouncement of marriage,
Nor by a sanction by artificial entities like church and state.
Yet, we need this constant competition because it will determine our fate!

A man cherishes what he desires in his heart.
For which he has labored or struggled to attain.
It is his natural instinct to lust from the start.
But, his duty none the less is to provide and protect the same!

She's the essence of elation,
A goddess of nature's great creation.
Her mind (her greatest weapon), can be clear and sharp.
With a perception a man doesn't know.
She controls his very heart,
When she lets her powers flow!

There is not greater treasure to a man.
Than a woman old enough to be a companion!

L.L.H.R.
Russell 11/15-05

To The Divine One submitted by Gerald Malone ~ MA View Gerald's Ad
There are many layers to a woman,
and that it takes time to remove each layer,
women are divine, and do not wish to seem
as if they can be conquered by any man,
even though, every woman knows the gift that they
are determine not to surrender, for their
Mamas were wise in ways of the wicked
world. Women are dreamers by nature, and
softhearted. Men are the opposite, dangerous and
wicked, though they are lonely in their empty
worlds. So they have pity on them. If there's anything
a charitable woman can do to make a man happy,
she could surrender that precious gift, that is
of a great price to a man. What if the woman as
demure and as lovely as one can be, gave in to a
man to look at her in view, or in photos so
seductive of herself, or semi-nude, would it
go without saying, that the women has seductive
secrets ready to be exposed? With no objections, to the
eyes or camera lens, doing it slowly to the music
of a soulful love song, unaware of her seductiveness,
with great manipulation of each layer of
clothing she removes, but not everything, she's not crossing
that line, of a man's indecent thoughts
beyond, could that or should that be considered
sexual arousal? And should be done
behind closed doors to the prevention of
her man for any rendevous for a stranger?

So ask yourself, who invented strip-
tease for the fellow man? Not every man
wanted you, wanted to share your bed, but
only for their own ways, but to find a noble man,
one must not surrender that price less gift,
and passion they possess, save it for that divine one.

If Love submitted by Alex Diaz ~ CA View Alex's Ad
If love were a town,
That's where I'd be from...
If Love were an ocean,
That's where I'd sail...
If Love were a mountain,
I'd climb her highest peaks...
If Love were a star,
I'd gaze my life away...
If love were a lake,
That's where I'd bathe...
If Love were a kite,
I'd bring her to the heights...
If love were a tragedy,
I'd be a trickling tear drop...
If Love could utter a sound,
I'd need her every word...
If Love were unprotected
I'd keep her safe...
If Love were a song,
I'd be her tune...
If Loving you were that easy,
I'd make you mine...

I don't know the weather, where everyone is,
I don't know your mood under the stars/ If you're sad
if you're blue/ if the rain gets to you/ am I
too far? I don't know if your shadow follows the
path that you lead/ I don't know if you remember
how we used to be? Is it misty all around/ Are your waves crashing down?
Just think of the melodies we made/ But most of all remember us babe...

I don't know if you still talk in your sleep/ I don't
know if he makes you weep/ Do you remember me?

Is it nice where you stay/ Is everything going your
way/ Are your dreams still the same/ Are your
mountains too high/ Do you still find it hard to say
goodbye/ So many vivid memories/ they feel like
it used to be/ A still moment in time/ A fragment
of mind/ What's left to discuss/ Is held in question
do you remember us?...

Someone's Gone Where do you go when you're sad...
Do you find a space beyond your eyes,
Do you find a shoulder where you can cry...
I try to step to the world,
But I get swept up off my feet...
I try to shout out loud,
But sounds drown when I speak...
I've cast out my line,
And found no way out this time...
I've buried my troubles,
But they always discover my whereabouts...
The face of rejection,
The hopelessness that never fades...
I have nowhere to go, nowhere to flee,
Nowhere to sulk...
I've lived like I shouldn't,
I've given what I couldn't...
I've forced all my fears to turn
on their heels...
God alone knows how my heart feels...
These words don't seem to ease my pain,
These trembling hands stake no claim...
Like an angel she came and disappeared,
All she said was "good bye, my dear"...
Tragic songs should not be thought upon,
For they always end with "someone gone"...

Situation submitted by William Smith ~ VA View William's Ad
My mind seeks rest. My soul seeks a friend. My soul goes without, because of the situation I'm in. The situation causes destruction and disgrace. It has even caused the ones who love me to disappear before my face. Some lasted for a winter, some through spring and fall, "and one", even lasted for a few summers, but, my situation outlasted them all. Now it's only this situation and me, and it haunts me like a curse, is it possible that this situation will outlast my time on earth? Oh, "God" forbid! He won't allow my situation to last long, for "God" made me a survivor and my situation is not that strong. So why did they let my situation scare them, was their love even real? Or was it, "out of sight, out of mind," regardless of how I feel? But I must respect my situation, it taught me to help myself. It taught me to love everyone, but trust no one else. It's funny how situations occur, but even funnier how they end. I'll never forget my situation because it showed me my true friends.


"WHAT'S MISSING" submitted by John Velez ~ IL View John's Ad
Something missing from my world, pain being inflicted slowly.
No concentration only long agonizing anticipation.
I recognize a beginning but I see no end, I accept responsibility,
And I see that I have no friends!
Is that what's missing? No it can't be.
Friends are only figments of an imagination thirsty for acceptance,
Hungry for recognition and starving for a way to be set free.
Is that what's missing? No it can't be.
Freedom is a state of mind, a combination of brain waves moving together
On one accord, chemicals and nothing more.
Easy to comprehend yet it seems impossible to achieve,
What's missing from our lives, is that we simply don't BELIEVE!!!

"TO THOSE WHO QUESTION" To those who question how I feel inside,
I'll tell you the truth, I feel like crying.

To those who question my way of thinking,
Did you watch me grow without once blinking?

Am I not a reminder of all that I've been through?
If it's happiness you seek then return to who sent you.

I am not a bitter man but the truth burns deep,
A truth so hot with fire ir would wake you from your sleep.

To those who question, to those who question,
Try filling my shoes, and learning my lessons.

"INSOMNIA" Suppression of memories breaking through into my art,
capable only of saying what's inside my heart.
Forced to turn in my guns & now I fight with my expression,
learning that enemies aren't always my complection.
Freedom of speech, they preach it in the constitution,
try to speak out, they lock you in an institution.
Amendments and co-defendents intangled in this web,
the voices keep getting louder I hear 'um in my head.
Rules become tools to lock us down for non compliance,
leaders stay blind instead of forming an alliance.
Pray to the Gods, and hope they free you from this place,
silence your fears cause they can see it in your face.
Now is the time to come to come together be united,
expose the injustice even though they try and hide it.
Lack of nutrition has got the brothas feeling weak,
insomnia's getting to me and I can't get to sleep.
Can't you see! This is all part of their plan,
the systematic crippling breaking down of a man.
Open your eyes and be a part of the solution,
your enemy's not your brother your enemy's confusion.
Confusion's the one who comes to work with all his problems,
lookin' to write a ticket like that's the way to solve-em.
Retaliate once, and that's a year across the board,
pick up your pens because they're mightier than swords.
Imagine the greatest armies the world has put together,
the key to success is that we all must work together.

"HARSH REALITIES" No more sounds of blue birds humming, or even the sounds of drummer boys drumming.
All that you hear are the voices of hell, screaming and yelling "come open my cell."
Keys and footsteps that squeak on the wax, angry prison guards with miniature bats.
Tempers and tensions are common place, just like the guards with guns and mase.
Always under the watchful eye, yet some how some way people manage to die.
That's only the first night, I can't even explain, I close my eyes and still feel pain.
The youngest victims are the ones that hurt, another harsh reality since birth.
Rest in peace Dad, rest in peace bro, then come the questions, Mom where did they go?
When are they coming back? When can I see them? How do you explain God will keep them.
These are the harsh realities we all must face, some of us fight for freedom and
Others for their lives, so if we lose this common battle our children pay the price!!

Untitled submitted by Mark Clary ~ Gay View Mark's Ad
"A friend is one who walks in when others walk out"
"The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread"
"We cannot cure the world of sorrows, but we can choose to live in joy"
"All our dreams can come true... if we have the courage to pursue them."
"I believe that laughter is the only cure for grief, and that love is stronger than death."
My inspirations... LOVE, FAITH

"Better Days" submitted by Anthony Connor (Arianna Nija Unique) ~ Transexual View Anthony's Ad
Will these days be better!?
Long days.
Short days.
Days where there's pain that will never end.
How long will it take for the days to be better?
There's only one way to find out.
Living in these days,
Days where there's,
Pain, Pain, and Pain.
I ask again will there be
Better Days!?

Missing Pieces... submitted by David Pannell ~ NY View David's Ad
... of this, of that
A friend yet lover
A companion yet partner
A confidante yet wife
A soulmate and mother of my child
Where are you
Why can I not find
A woman of substance and understanding
Backbone and loyalty
Character and down-to-earth
Inner beauty and strength
Passionate yet strong
Naughty yet nice
Street yet smart
Free yet searching
For that relationship that is
Stimulating and constructive
Beneficial and intriguing
Productive and lasting
Do you even exist
Are you ready to ride
You know, stick by my aside
Support my struggle
Assuage my mental pain
Comfort my loneliness
Accept me for who and what I am
Embrace each other into the future
With positive conversation
A sympathetic ear to bend
Advice and a shoulder to lean on
Solace through a push
A committed and honest friend
Where are you
Why can I not find you
Do you even exist
Are you ready to ride
You know, stick by my side
Be my Bonnie, I be your Clyde
I be Ossie Davis you be Ruby Dee
Be my cloak, I be your dagger
I be Rick James, you be Tina Marie
I be there for you, you be there for me
Missing pieces...
Tell me, is this you
I is it

"UR HEART" submitted by James Sewell ~ TX View James' Ad
I'm interested in your heart
Cause I know "inside" is pure love, unconditional love, and sacred love
Waiting to be shared with someone special, cared for and
be treated with treasure...

I promise your love is safe with me only if you trust me to
set you free!

Let me have your heart and you get mines in fair
exchange with only one thing to gain
Trust and understanding, which will lead us far beyond
each others boundary lines...give me the consent and
I'll take you there with no cost just pure emotional
feelings and realness...

This can last for eternal years
Baby, smile cause this is a beautiful thing something
like a perfect dream but more extreme
Love that can last 4ever!!!

CAN I LOVE U? First, mentally, to explore getting better acquainted with you
Baby, tell all, I have understanding and I do listen very well
Take your time and explain to me we can sail
If you shed some tears don't worry I'm here
to embrace you when you feel unsure
I wanna be your courage the man that you crave for
who stands with dignity very confident from the core
Can I love U?

Can I unlock what's been locked and bring you to a different world
I wanna love your mind, body & soul
from now til we get old and we die
Baby when I look into the window of your eyes I can't lie
you trigga my heart with love energizing me
making me weak!
Confide in me let's make our lives complete
time we can't take for granted cause if is too short
so it's time to make a decision don't make me wait forever
Can I love U?

I want you more than materialistic things
I pray for your love going to sleep to see what tomorrow
brings!

If my vibes aren't lying to me then we'll be together
tomorrow and forever!
Baby yes it's true I'mma man to my word
compassionate and passionate for my lady love
leaving you for now with my kisses and hugs
Can I love U?

Untitled ~ 10-29-06 submitted by James R. Sanders ~ MS View James' Ad
To all the ladies who are looking for a man who'll treat them well
and love away the pain when times are hell.
I am a person who values a good honest friend,
one to hold my hand through thick and thin.
I need someone to talk to when my road gets ruff
and not someone who'll run when things get tuff.
So if you're looking for someone who is willing to try,
drop me a line for life is too short to live a lie.
Don't look at me a someone who's down and out,
I just want true love that's what this is about.

Behind A Wall ~ December/2006 submitted by James Powers ~ TX View James' Ad
At Christmas time
Lights shine
Families come together
Far away letters
Wishes are made
Fairytales fade
A time for forgiving
Thanks for the blessing
The unconditional gift
Receiving an emotional lift
To reach behind a wall
The greatest gift of all
A lot life has to offer
So why even bother
Maybe you need a good listener
Try a Pampered Prisoner
No letter written is in vain
So you have everything to gain
You would be the best present
Santa has never sent.

Leave It Be Would you dismiss that first kiss
Could you forget your first love
What do you remember the most
At night, what is it you dream of

Have you made promises of forever
As you accept someone's heart
So you would look forward together
Only to tear it all apart

I was offered the world in her eyes
My fondest dream about to come true
Everything right there at my fingertips
I regret everything now but you

The news came about my estranged mother
How could she give up so young
I guess everyone has a time to go
And she felt her time had come

Talking to angels, her song is sung

I feel I've been almost dead before
Looking up from the depths of despair
And as far as my battered and bruised heart could see
There was not a sympathetic soul anywhere

So I pick up what's left of my hope
Take a long look down this long road ahead
Life is only what you want it to be
There's a time to lead, a time to be led

It's time to take the tiger by the head

I embark upon a new journey now
Taking only my lessons learned
And my slightly battered and bruised heart
Leaving behind an all important part

It's going to take some time I know
To leave all I ever loved behind me
It's just what I must do now
Taking what once was, and leave it to be

This Valentine Love
Is a day
Is a deed
Is a hope
Is a need

Heart
Is promised
Is given
Is received
Is forgiven

Soul
Is belief
Is your eyes
Is connected
Stars in skies

Life
Is yours
Is mine
Is love
This Valentine

To Put Into Words Song - August/2005
Tell me again your first impression
When your eyes first met mine
How would we end up here
In this place in time

With a spark only your eyes could provide
You set my heart afire
I almost feel I won't survive
The way it burns with such a desire

Too often when we were alone
You said you'd always be my girl
There could never be another me
Never another us
I was the center of your world

What becomes of these promises
As daybreak delicately appears
Are they still on the tips of your lips
Or do they turn into your fears

Can the sacrifices stand the test of time
When compromise is such a fine line

I never wanted steady and true
But in fact dreamt of something
Nothing I ever felt could compare to
Creating only what we could do
So much more than just saying I love you

Take me to your secret place
Where sacrifices stand the test of time
Where you believe in love
And compromise is never a straight line

NO REGRETS submitted by G.Q. Roberson ~ CA View G.Q.'s Ad
I have no regrets for the pain of my life, for it has given me strength, nor for the sorrow,
for it has made me real, nor for the misguidance, because it has helped me understand myself,
nor for despair, for I have cast of illusions. . .

I have no regrets for loneliness for I have made friends with the night, nor for rage or anger,
for through it I have found inner peace, nor for having made enemies for they taught me what not to be.

I have no regrets for the death of my fallin' love ones, for they have shown me how to live,
nor for rejected love, for I have learned to love myself! Nor for the passage of time,
that which has given me memories. I have no regrets for the shackles of deception,
for I have broken through the walls of the prison in my mind.
Nor for the wandering which has led me astray,
nor for the road taken which has completely opened my eyes to destiny.

I have no regrets for life is born of struggles and the will to survive.
Without struggle you are making no progress. I have no regrets for who I am -
'cause where I'm at doesn't define where I am going.
God has a plan for my life!!!

We shall overcome.
G. Q. Roberson

Be My Friend, Partner, Be My Love Always submitted by Carlos C. Hernandez ~ AZ View Carlos' Ad
Be my friend before all else. Share laughter and smiles with me.
I want to exchange ideas, thoughts, and opinions with you.
I want to be able to confide in you and have you confide in me...

Be my partner, so that I may share my life, my love, my spiritual growth.
I want to build my hopes and dreams with you.
I want to begin each day with you on my mind and end each day the same way.

Be my love, so that I may hold you, touch you,
give my heart to you and share my soul with you.
Be my friend, my partner, my love always.

KARMA submitted by Askari Shekhem Tutankhamun Amen ~ AZ View Amen's Ad
Whatever is spit into the nothingness (nu) will
spiral back, so be careful of what you say and do because
Karma will bring it back to you.

God's blindly force their wills upon Goddesses
hearts, but Maat is holding the scales of justice
and Tehutie's pen (words) will balance it out.

So why do we feel so bad when we reap what we sow,
because one has never been on the opposite side
receiving the negative energy flow.

If I could turn back the hands of time, I would have
treated you so divine, but judgment has come so
Amen's Will will be done.

There is hope in the afterlife because the Creator will resurrect me to
makes things right, so please have mercy on me for the Karma I've produced.
I was under the spell of Settan, that's why we do what we do.

Untitled submitted by Jason Goode ~ CT View Jason's Ad
O, goodness in melancholy, wash me not away
from here with your tears for my alleged
wrongdoing. For, I am but man, born of evil.
Keep me here, alive, in the land of the living,
and don't bring your flood to wipe out those
who have ever wronged you. Hear my howling
echoes of remorse, arrowing skyward. Allow
them to bathe the gashes on you of which I am
accused of. May your scabs fall upon my
head. Then I will consider them tokens of
forgiveness.

A Cry For Saint Onge Bothersome sun, will not you let me be?
Is not my torture plenty already?
Condemned to a tomb where I have been
pardon of eternal rest. Thou, where are you,
my beloved lord? It is ye who hath
become the root of the sob in my chest!
O, can not Venus see in her wise, old age
that I am too weak now for the throes of
love. Persecution of noonlight: burn yourself
out or, for griever's sake, turn conductive
with all your bright and alight the trial
for the haste return of mine woe of a
man who has me at deathly wail!

For British Women... submitted by Marek Kowalsky ~ NY View Marek's Ad
Ad Nauseam
Check out my ad 'cause I'm
trapped in the matrix, lookin'
for a bird that doesn't do
John-tricks;
I'm "takin' the piss" but it still
ain't at no prank: I want a Brit-Miss...
Signed, a horrid nicked Yank.

Emma Lazarus, Eat Your Heart Out New York, New Jersey: I want
to go home, where the Yobbos
roam freely, their mouths...
bubbling foam.

Your 1st Letter submitted by Everett James ~ IL View Everett's Ad
You smile on a winter's eve after
reading your 1st letter from me.
You read it again, then again, wondering ...
Is It Just Words?
Suddenly the back door opens fast and
a strong wind follows the occupants
who ran in. They are your heart,
in two smaller packages.
In your haste of hugging, kissing, and
closing the door you don't notice your
1st letter missing till hours later. Where
is it? Yet, you must rest, busy day
tomorrow . . .
You greet the morning with a smile
through the bathroom mirror. With it
comes a warm, romantic feeling that
touches the Very Center of your heart.
A feeling unfelt in years. Nothing
can duplicate it, it's authentic.
Could all this come from your 1st letter?
Fastforward to when you're hurrying for work.
Outside, the Sun Shines Brighter than usual,
Complimenting Your New Happiness long deserved.
Removing fresh overnight snow from the driver's side
window of your car, You Smile again... There it is!!!!!

- Genuine Concern - dedicated to The Pampered Prisoner, by Everett James A listening ear
Added with human touch
Of a concerned company
Means so much

Open to ideas
Even talents abroad
Explains why so many
Members have logged

Search elsewhere
As much as you choose
When your ready to be Pampered
Here, you'll never lose

We offer something other sites lack...
- Genuine Concern -

CAN'T KEEP ME LOCKED AWAY submitted by Mark E. Weyand ~ CA View Mark's Ad
They take the cuffs, and clasp them on my wrists. I'm put in a cell, and go to court.
They find me guilty, and lock me away. Judge says I'm done, I ain't going home.
I'm sent to prison, and sit in dreary cells. My body's stuck and here it stays.
I dream of freedom, and what might have been. I get a letter from my family,
and go to many places through books. In these I realize, that my mind is still free.
Then it dawns on me - they can't keep me locked away!

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