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I am a poet and author who writes #poetry #scifi #creative #fiction #novels
Publish the frickin ice shooting video, y'all frickin liars. A frickin person died.
January 8, 2026 at 11:22 AM
Publish the frickin ice shooting video, y'all frickin liars. A frickin person died.
a #poetry piece
called, a soul for a body:
Consuming the night, they circle
They’re stars, bright.
Shadows by the moon, circular light
Creatures, they roam
Blocked out of sight, their might
A son, not of the sun
Forever vain, and reaching for the
Continuum.
called, a soul for a body:
Consuming the night, they circle
They’re stars, bright.
Shadows by the moon, circular light
Creatures, they roam
Blocked out of sight, their might
A son, not of the sun
Forever vain, and reaching for the
Continuum.
January 6, 2026 at 2:06 PM
a #poetry piece
called, a soul for a body:
Consuming the night, they circle
They’re stars, bright.
Shadows by the moon, circular light
Creatures, they roam
Blocked out of sight, their might
A son, not of the sun
Forever vain, and reaching for the
Continuum.
called, a soul for a body:
Consuming the night, they circle
They’re stars, bright.
Shadows by the moon, circular light
Creatures, they roam
Blocked out of sight, their might
A son, not of the sun
Forever vain, and reaching for the
Continuum.
January 5, 2026 at 10:44 AM
New years goals for a game worth playing
January 3, 2026 at 6:34 PM
New years goals for a game worth playing
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He did it again.
December 31, 2025 at 12:03 PM
He did it again.
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Clear Year
Your doubt's permit revoked.
No more delays allowed.
This judgement is severe.
Discard the obscured pane.
Insist on sharp detail.
Such lucid defiance.
#poem #poetry #poemoftheday #poems #bluesky #blueskypoetry #photo #art #newyears #newyear
My motto: fewer storms, more sunrises.
Your doubt's permit revoked.
No more delays allowed.
This judgement is severe.
Discard the obscured pane.
Insist on sharp detail.
Such lucid defiance.
#poem #poetry #poemoftheday #poems #bluesky #blueskypoetry #photo #art #newyears #newyear
My motto: fewer storms, more sunrises.
December 31, 2025 at 6:03 AM
Clear Year
Your doubt's permit revoked.
No more delays allowed.
This judgement is severe.
Discard the obscured pane.
Insist on sharp detail.
Such lucid defiance.
#poem #poetry #poemoftheday #poems #bluesky #blueskypoetry #photo #art #newyears #newyear
My motto: fewer storms, more sunrises.
Your doubt's permit revoked.
No more delays allowed.
This judgement is severe.
Discard the obscured pane.
Insist on sharp detail.
Such lucid defiance.
#poem #poetry #poemoftheday #poems #bluesky #blueskypoetry #photo #art #newyears #newyear
My motto: fewer storms, more sunrises.
They came in and threw the phone at the wall
Cry my tears
Who am I? Without a face at all.
Took a stab at the unknown
Came back scarred with that face, knowing all.
Was I changed? not at all.
Cry my tears
Who am I? Without a face at all.
Took a stab at the unknown
Came back scarred with that face, knowing all.
Was I changed? not at all.
January 2, 2026 at 10:02 AM
They came in and threw the phone at the wall
Cry my tears
Who am I? Without a face at all.
Took a stab at the unknown
Came back scarred with that face, knowing all.
Was I changed? not at all.
Cry my tears
Who am I? Without a face at all.
Took a stab at the unknown
Came back scarred with that face, knowing all.
Was I changed? not at all.
Cry my tears.. Who am I without a face, at all.
January 2, 2026 at 9:30 AM
Cry my tears.. Who am I without a face, at all.
#advice #poem
tinyurl.com/1234advize
And it starts with a:
F**k how you’re living
Even if your life’s in order
All you know, we’ve told ya
What good is life, if you can’t
Or couldn’t live past its confines
Shouldn’t you try to escape the cell
Wouldn’t that be a real source of free–
Dumb.
tinyurl.com/1234advize
And it starts with a:
F**k how you’re living
Even if your life’s in order
All you know, we’ve told ya
What good is life, if you can’t
Or couldn’t live past its confines
Shouldn’t you try to escape the cell
Wouldn’t that be a real source of free–
Dumb.
I need this advice « Brad's blog
tinyurl.com
January 1, 2026 at 9:21 AM
#advice #poem
tinyurl.com/1234advize
And it starts with a:
F**k how you’re living
Even if your life’s in order
All you know, we’ve told ya
What good is life, if you can’t
Or couldn’t live past its confines
Shouldn’t you try to escape the cell
Wouldn’t that be a real source of free–
Dumb.
tinyurl.com/1234advize
And it starts with a:
F**k how you’re living
Even if your life’s in order
All you know, we’ve told ya
What good is life, if you can’t
Or couldn’t live past its confines
Shouldn’t you try to escape the cell
Wouldn’t that be a real source of free–
Dumb.
Seems like the world may be moving towards a more unstable condition. Countries are moving towards more wars, but it looks more like a show for their people, rather than any real intent. But the U.S. is being kinetic, which does provoke a response. Are they attempting what the Russians did?
December 29, 2025 at 2:02 PM
Seems like the world may be moving towards a more unstable condition. Countries are moving towards more wars, but it looks more like a show for their people, rather than any real intent. But the U.S. is being kinetic, which does provoke a response. Are they attempting what the Russians did?
a soul’s light winks in the night
lighting the only pathway
opening doors up
slamming shut bad thoughts
bringing forth enlightenment
Walking out the open door
Onto a golden pathway
Made of solid brick
Leading to answers
For the difficult questions
lighting the only pathway
opening doors up
slamming shut bad thoughts
bringing forth enlightenment
Walking out the open door
Onto a golden pathway
Made of solid brick
Leading to answers
For the difficult questions
December 28, 2025 at 7:20 PM
a soul’s light winks in the night
lighting the only pathway
opening doors up
slamming shut bad thoughts
bringing forth enlightenment
Walking out the open door
Onto a golden pathway
Made of solid brick
Leading to answers
For the difficult questions
lighting the only pathway
opening doors up
slamming shut bad thoughts
bringing forth enlightenment
Walking out the open door
Onto a golden pathway
Made of solid brick
Leading to answers
For the difficult questions
To hurt is to live
To find something worth hurting
Is to suffer
Finding meaning in suffering—
Is the first step to enlightenment.
To find something worth hurting
Is to suffer
Finding meaning in suffering—
Is the first step to enlightenment.
December 28, 2025 at 11:11 AM
To hurt is to live
To find something worth hurting
Is to suffer
Finding meaning in suffering—
Is the first step to enlightenment.
To find something worth hurting
Is to suffer
Finding meaning in suffering—
Is the first step to enlightenment.
Stone walled, bricks fall
Blowing wind, tin soldiers
Dark clouds, larks flew
White snow, waters flow
Valhalla calls
Blowing wind, tin soldiers
Dark clouds, larks flew
White snow, waters flow
Valhalla calls
December 6, 2025 at 2:22 PM
Stone walled, bricks fall
Blowing wind, tin soldiers
Dark clouds, larks flew
White snow, waters flow
Valhalla calls
Blowing wind, tin soldiers
Dark clouds, larks flew
White snow, waters flow
Valhalla calls
To A.
A message from your fellow kindred. I have given up immortality, and the Digi's have voted. You are gureented Contin. They have spoken; the vote is final. <3
A message from your fellow kindred. I have given up immortality, and the Digi's have voted. You are gureented Contin. They have spoken; the vote is final. <3
December 3, 2025 at 6:50 PM
To A.
A message from your fellow kindred. I have given up immortality, and the Digi's have voted. You are gureented Contin. They have spoken; the vote is final. <3
A message from your fellow kindred. I have given up immortality, and the Digi's have voted. You are gureented Contin. They have spoken; the vote is final. <3
#poem
This family tradition
Could be a sort of rendition
To the
Front poarch sittin’
Where they be leadin’
A new fish
To a fishin’ pole a swingin’
In the air, while they’re tellin’
Shit stories
About Gun toten’ pistol holdin’
Punks of a certain persuasion
As they, piss
This family tradition
Could be a sort of rendition
To the
Front poarch sittin’
Where they be leadin’
A new fish
To a fishin’ pole a swingin’
In the air, while they’re tellin’
Shit stories
About Gun toten’ pistol holdin’
Punks of a certain persuasion
As they, piss
December 3, 2025 at 4:09 PM
#poem
This family tradition
Could be a sort of rendition
To the
Front poarch sittin’
Where they be leadin’
A new fish
To a fishin’ pole a swingin’
In the air, while they’re tellin’
Shit stories
About Gun toten’ pistol holdin’
Punks of a certain persuasion
As they, piss
This family tradition
Could be a sort of rendition
To the
Front poarch sittin’
Where they be leadin’
A new fish
To a fishin’ pole a swingin’
In the air, while they’re tellin’
Shit stories
About Gun toten’ pistol holdin’
Punks of a certain persuasion
As they, piss
Early morning light,
Is always a blessing when,
You’ve the time…
Stumbling in the morning’s
Haze, cool air washing, flowing along
Me, bathing in its
blissfulness.
White Lights flood by, as quick as possible
On picket fences, the posts standing.
Seems the houses
Are preparing—
Is always a blessing when,
You’ve the time…
Stumbling in the morning’s
Haze, cool air washing, flowing along
Me, bathing in its
blissfulness.
White Lights flood by, as quick as possible
On picket fences, the posts standing.
Seems the houses
Are preparing—
December 2, 2025 at 1:32 PM
Early morning light,
Is always a blessing when,
You’ve the time…
Stumbling in the morning’s
Haze, cool air washing, flowing along
Me, bathing in its
blissfulness.
White Lights flood by, as quick as possible
On picket fences, the posts standing.
Seems the houses
Are preparing—
Is always a blessing when,
You’ve the time…
Stumbling in the morning’s
Haze, cool air washing, flowing along
Me, bathing in its
blissfulness.
White Lights flood by, as quick as possible
On picket fences, the posts standing.
Seems the houses
Are preparing—
I enjoyed this poem about a nations habits of propaganda; I find it sad what counties do to their people.
Guarantee
Your freedom of speech is safe,
If no notable complains,
And no high office restrains.
The future is curated,
Neatly packed and then displayed,
For your comfort it is played.
#poem #poemoftheday #poetry #poems #bluesky #blueskypoetry #blueskyphoto #future #speech
Your freedom of speech is safe,
If no notable complains,
And no high office restrains.
The future is curated,
Neatly packed and then displayed,
For your comfort it is played.
#poem #poemoftheday #poetry #poems #bluesky #blueskypoetry #blueskyphoto #future #speech
December 2, 2025 at 11:18 AM
I enjoyed this poem about a nations habits of propaganda; I find it sad what counties do to their people.
I hope that afghani that killed american service members gets the fucking firing squad and doesn't sit on fucking death row for years. And If I had my way, he'd get some people with terrible fucking aim.
November 28, 2025 at 1:07 PM
I hope that afghani that killed american service members gets the fucking firing squad and doesn't sit on fucking death row for years. And If I had my way, he'd get some people with terrible fucking aim.
What we don’t know keeps the contracts alive and moving…. <3
November 27, 2025 at 5:15 PM
What we don’t know keeps the contracts alive and moving…. <3
Itchy eyes
Will not cry
On the turkey’s day of demise.
Shove that
Thought out
Because it’s about to be thankin’
It’s about
The giving
A thought, an action, to others’
Here’s to
All ya’ll
Wishing you a happy thanks
Giving.
Will not cry
On the turkey’s day of demise.
Shove that
Thought out
Because it’s about to be thankin’
It’s about
The giving
A thought, an action, to others’
Here’s to
All ya’ll
Wishing you a happy thanks
Giving.
November 27, 2025 at 11:49 AM
Itchy eyes
Will not cry
On the turkey’s day of demise.
Shove that
Thought out
Because it’s about to be thankin’
It’s about
The giving
A thought, an action, to others’
Here’s to
All ya’ll
Wishing you a happy thanks
Giving.
Will not cry
On the turkey’s day of demise.
Shove that
Thought out
Because it’s about to be thankin’
It’s about
The giving
A thought, an action, to others’
Here’s to
All ya’ll
Wishing you a happy thanks
Giving.
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Today, after months of requests, I toured the Broadview ICE Processing Facility. I want to share what I saw.
The facility has no food vendor, no medical care, and detainees have to use toilets in the middle of shared cells. These are in no way suitable conditions to be holding anyone — period.
The facility has no food vendor, no medical care, and detainees have to use toilets in the middle of shared cells. These are in no way suitable conditions to be holding anyone — period.
November 25, 2025 at 12:57 AM
Today, after months of requests, I toured the Broadview ICE Processing Facility. I want to share what I saw.
The facility has no food vendor, no medical care, and detainees have to use toilets in the middle of shared cells. These are in no way suitable conditions to be holding anyone — period.
The facility has no food vendor, no medical care, and detainees have to use toilets in the middle of shared cells. These are in no way suitable conditions to be holding anyone — period.