20080405-Dream Scenes

Sat., 5-Apr-2008

I awoke around 05:33AM.

Dream One:

I dreamt of people underground. There were at least two to three men there in this dimly lit place, which appears to be a bar. In front of me there is a door at the far end which was a wall at first glance.

I turned around to my right and see a guy sitting at this one bar station. He was hunched over. I noticed his right eye was sewed shut due to some injury. He had a photo of himself with this missing eye in front of him and at the bar. He got up as we heard something approaching from behind us and into this place.

I turned around again to see this wall become that door again. It had very bright light filtering from behind this closed door. The door opened and we came indoors. The long corridors throughout this facility were filtered in this mixture of bluish and white colors.

I saw this energy being that appeared to be water. To my dreaming perspective I was in front of it as it was holding the right hand and pulling someone along to its left. I floated in front of them while it continued along the maze of the dimly lit corridors.

They both came out of this bluish and white colored corridor and into normal light. This energy being then transformed into a female even though I felt it was male. The female looked ‘white’ with very crusty and brownish patches of circle around its eye. It let that person sit somewhere to my right on a bunch of rocks against this rocky wall.

As my dream continued into the ‘left’ corridors, I see to our front (or my left dreaming perspective) there was another long corridor. I caught a glimpse of horizontal spaceships floating further in ‘front’ and away to take off. I saw some of its engines firing off but wasn’t sure because someone to my left was blocking my view.

I then made my way down and to the ‘left’ of this corridor to see an female boss overseeing the take of at least two ‘motorcycles’ into the open air. I clearly saw the lacquer finish of black color of these open air motorcycles as well as the blinking light of the docking contraption which ‘fueled’ these motorcycles prior to take off.

There were females straddled on these motorcycles for these were their vehicles to go to their home planets. One female already took off while the second one I followed and floated to its right. I thought to myself this is what the people at ground level must be seeing as UFO’s.

This second female stopped in mid-air as she intercepted what appeared to be a dried maple leaf, which floated out of nowhere and into her right hand. She wasn’t supposed to stop in mid-air and I heard the female boss say something along a reprimand but the female continued her flight into space as I floated and followed in front of her.

Dream Two:

I dreamt of giving the parakeets a bathe. I had parakeets inside three separate cages. There were small in size as I held one in both hands and stacked the third on top of the left hand side with it tucked under my chin. I made my way upstairs for some reason. But the scene was downstairs.

I remember hosing down some people at the far end of this wall were the parakeets were normally located but I did not see the sliding door leading to the backyard to the right part of this wall. Instead, I sprayed down this whole room and clearly saw the water falling onto the wooden floors below.

I was concerned about getting the section where the floors meet the wall soaked as I continued to hose down that far wall. Then I started to wipe down the walls with some towels, nay, and some washcloths. I remember wiping down a wall where the picture frame of ‘Maw’ and here family hung. I removed that as I needed to get around and dry behind this area.

Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.


20080327-More Modifications

Thu., 27-Mar-2008

I have made more modifications to my ‘DayDream’ theme by Jim Whimpey via WordPress. He does have a sense of humor, where he mentions in his original CSS text that the sidebar area is actually on the bottom, which makes sense because the text should read ‘bottombar’ instead, get it?

I like that in a man who has a sense of humor. I’m talking about slap-stick sense of humor that will pop those nice veins on the side of one’s forehead, hopefully not cause aneurysm — from people holding their breath too long that they turn blue to throwing up through their noses from laughing too long and hard.

Anyway, for two day’s I’ve been playing around with my weblog because, once again, TPTB are lying fools. I’ve switched themes and tried different kinds after reading the ‘Faq’ and ‘Forum’ sections of WordPress. I viewed different themes from another website because I too was also getting bored with the default themes of WordPress. So all I could do is modify this current layout.

Today, I made font sizes 1em for the post entries, 1.2em for the post data (or date stamp) and 1.3em for the post header (or title); added double lines underneath for the post header and dotted lines for the post data; and changed the 3px borders for the comment area, post meta data and navigation to ‘pale white red’ color (#FFCCCC).

The day was nothing but clear blue skies with no clouds or chemtrails, colder than expected and so relaxing that there is no care in the world for me at least and for now as I continue finding ways to improve my theme with the current paid CSS upgrade of WordPress. The four parakeets are well and Bugsy (the purple and white one) is especially the ‘happy boy’ with Pimon, Simon and Ye-Yo getting stronger and fatter, too.

Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.


20080113-Various Poems

Sun., 13-Jan-2008

Today is another beautiful clear blue sky, just like yesterday and part of the day before. I believe the rainy season has subsided and hopefully the Bay Area won’t experience drought. These are various poems created out of my stray thoughts originally meant to be in the form of verse.

20071214-Fun Sun
Created on Friday, December 14, 2007 3:21:39 AM

How would you REPAY me, my love and my light?
‘His’ hard work left in the hands of stewards?

golden dawn
golden sun
roundish disk
lots of fun

20071211-Daily Thoughts
Created on Tuesday, December 11, 2007 1:10:40 PM

Sounds of ‘honk honk’
The train passes by
One-Ten P.M.
Like flying geese cry

20071201-Least Done
Created on Saturday, December 01, 2007 3:50:53 PM

Do not do unto others
Others do unto me
Not all the lazy brothers
Even remember thee

20071123-Ultimate Secret
Created on Friday, November 23, 2007 8:48:04 PM

Priceless: oh, nothing…

20071118-Damn Phones
Created on Sunday, November 18, 2007 6:47:04 PM

Yup! That guy’s one funny hoot!
My nemesis of crank callers
Who’s other end - a fruit?
Or Tom Mabe low ballers!

20071111-Kicking Gobbo
Created on Sunday, November 11, 2007 11:58:49 PM

Here’s a boost from me to you
To ‘kick at the darknes’ of ‘old_gobbo’ goo
Per ‘Large_Sarge’ article that hit home base
Cycle of debt and a jobless place
Deleted by Sensei so cute and brave
No longer willing to rant and rave

( :| :|

20071107-Dark Sights
Created on Wednesday, November 07, 2007 12:22:13 AM

There is no need to fight
Or take flight
Or become addicted
Or commit suicide

Author’s note: Saw dark movement upon floor and mostly to the right of my line of vision while standing up in front of the television at night around 11:30PM 11-06-2007. This blog entry is 12:23AM 11-07-2007 now.

20071106-Meek Sleep
reated on Tuesday, November 06, 2007 11:44:37 PM

The meek are NOT worthless.
Nor are the strong and bold
The warriors seem sleepless.
Nor are they ancient or cold

20071106-Hermetic Principles
Created on Tuesday, November 06, 2007 11:38:33 PM

What is this Majick
To self-initiate
Fools and idiots alike
Eternal master baits

Alone and lonely
Hermetically sealed
In the end of learning
Nothingness revealed

20071105-Daily Thoughts
Created on Monday, November 05, 2007 9:36:27 PM

Today’s sky had reddish horizon.
Bloody red stretched across the hills
Orange peelings my eyes wide open
To see brown muck sticking, too

20071103-Our Food?
Created on Friday, November 30, 2007 6:53:38 PM

Oil spill of the Bay Area
Sea critters of the sea
Harvested to feed
Vile land lovers’ plea

Ok’d for consumption
Ok’d for sales
Denizens of the ocean
Former food of whales

20071030-Daily Thoughts
Created on Monday, October 29, 2007 11:55:57 PM

Felt a cool breeze under my nose and mouth
After thoughts of bringing forth
This dark matter within atoms
To give this form, a home as eyes upon my yang.

200710129-Perfect Lies
Created on Monday, October 29, 2007 11:28:39 PM

The devil lived before you and me
An image of god for all to see
Always perfect. Always right.
Lying, laughing: ‘Dawned’-filled bright

20071129-Suckers Sucking
Created on Thursday, November 29, 2007 10:12:13 PM

You have no idea what I’m talking about
Stuck, snag and delays — leaving more doubt
Only ‘we’ know what ‘they’ truly mean
Suckers are believers — the helpful gene.

20071028-Lemur’s Crystals
Created by Sunday, October 28, 2007 10:12:01 PM

What are these crystals of Lemurian kinds?
Are they made by lemurs with minds?

20071027-Orgonite Shapes
Created on Saturday, October 27, 2007 11:32:30 A
Created on Friday, October 19, 2007 1:30:03 PM

Siapao, chocolates, burnt toasts, doggy poop, holiday hard candies of green and red colors of stones. Let’s play ‘Rocks, Papers, Scissors’ to find out which one doesn’t belong.

20071019-One None
Created on Friday, October 19, 2007 7:45:44 PM

Ascend to where
Infinity and beyond
Incomprehensible!
No majick wand!

How about a Divinity
A zero or a void
How about sincerity
In the almighty One


20071019-Eye Gougers
Created on Friday, October 19, 2007 1:48:26 PM

Button eyes of a puppy
Cute but dark and black
Gouged out by somebody
What would you do?

20071019-Happy Ascending
Created on Friday, October 19, 2007 11:55:32 AM

Rich man ascending
Tooting his horn
Working very hard
All on his own

Climbing the ladder
Proverbially
Success to most women
Glass ceiling glee

To a poor man
Would more likely respond:
‘Good for you!’
With your happy ego bond

20071017-Cool Tasers,
Created on Wednesday, October 17, 2007 7:38:15 PM

Cool are the tasers
Packing of the stuns
Scary mini-cannons
Bullets and guns

No more testing
Or HSC
Gone are the old
BFSC

20071016-Electronic Minds
Created on Tuesday, October 16, 2007 9:09:15 PM

Hypnotic states - programmers’ lies
Holograms viewed from hollow eyes
Electronic transmissions of handlers’ snaps
Forgotten in the recesses of dream filled naps

Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.


20080101-Daily Thoughts

Tue., 1-Jan-2008

Happy New Year’s Day! Last night all I did was post into a conspiracy discussion forum (and entered one greeting on another former forum), napped a little until 11:30PM and then celebrated with four other family units by eating rice porridge, pancit noodles until 12:30AM and finished cleaning up by 01:00AM.

At 07:14AM seven geese were honking through my bedroom windows as I did my bed. I Looked out my bedroom window and saw them flying southbound and noticed one chemtrail directly overhead our home and more criss-cross patterns over Mt. Hamilton eastward. What a way to start the New Year’s!

Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.


20071210-Afternoon Moments

Mon., 10-Dec-2007

Sunday was mostly clear blue skies in the morning until later on in the afternoon where the orangey sun in its ovoid stare sets behind purple mountains and into the Pacific Ocean. I caught site of sylphs somewhere over the Blossom Hill area this morning on our way to Carrow’s restaurant.

Saturday was also nice but freezing. After shopping late into the afternoon, my mind’s eyes captured another moment where the golden glints of orangey lights crowned the scalloped edges of purple, fluffy clouds. If I could paint well, I would try to recreate these beauties. Being on the apex of a bridge provides a better vantage view than down at ground level at home.

Lots of afternoon moments were not recorded for many month — seagulls flying upon a brown bag of food left on the parking lot today, geese flying in V-formations homebound several times over our home, pigeons sitting on highway lights nearby cellphone towers as always and the occasional blue birds cawing and black crows barking in our backyard.

The sun would set around 04:30PM Pacific Time. Each sunset would mark another day’s end. I won’t smile anymore either. Shopping lacks any fulfillment: Targets — three more vests, two cleaning items, one bathroom tension rod, one spa chair and four vinyl covers for ‘Paw’s pillows and bed; Sears — one red outfit ‘Made in Vietnam’ and one tomato-colored shirt; Longs Drug and Walgreens — nail polishes of purple, orange, brown and lavender; and nothing at Kohl’s because I had the urge to pee. Nothing is new except more charges on my credit cards.

The only new event was joining a bunch of church folks for $3.00 per plate — two tamales, one glob of beans, one spoonful of rice and a side salad. Drinks included on glass of pink punch or a donation for a cup of alcoholic beverage. I got a cup of coffee instead. Nachos were $1.00.

‘Katey’ was the first senora we met around 01:00PM and she allowed us entry prior to the 01:30PM ‘opening’ when the parishioners finished mass around 01:50PM. She went on about making oneself happy without depending on others (like her spouse), respecting others as she would in return, practicing praying (despite religion’s man-made words of ‘God’) and telling there are lots of fish out there and that I should go to New York and enjoy life. I told her I would — yeah right.

Next I met, ‘Zumira’ whose husband ‘Clyde’ works at the same place the temp agency from hell has placed me. I was nice enough to throw her plate away and she thanked me. We started talking briefly and I noticed her slight stammer. She asked my first AND last name. I will not be forgotten.

The musicians were four Mexicano and they played guitars well. The only song ‘Zumira’ and I knew were ‘Guantenamara’, which both of us sang towards the end rather loudly along with the guitarists. This event was some sort of Guadalupe Society fund raising. I calculated about twenty tables sitting about fourteen guests per table. The event was wrapping up around 02:00PM.

Its one hour past midnight and my orange nail polish still smells of fumes. The removal of the electric blue nail polish took too many cotton balls and the tips of my fingers became angry and dry as a result of the harsh chemicals of the non-acetone nail polish remover.

Dinner was served and eaten yesterday. And I went to bed early to sleep of my glucose attack with two scoops of my favorite ice cream — chocolate chips. I awoke after hearing ‘Maw’ turn off her bedroom lights. Then I watched mindless television shows to try falling asleep. I haven’t touched my E-book in a while until I find that ‘missing’ charger, which is probably under my bed but I’m too lazy to retrieve.

Today will be another afternoon after another day at work. I don’t know what else to add except that I’m getting sleepy from all that shopping yesterday. My new Sketchers shoes worked wonderfully well the whole and didn’t find a pair from Payless because of this one shoe that I liked didn’t come in a ‘wide’. I will be wearing those shoes from now on at work, my bright nail polish and my frown face too.

Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.


20071123-Honking Geese

Fri., 23-Nov-2007

While hanging my new clothes (purchased from Moffett Exchange) outdoors to dry, I heard the sounds of honking geese. I looked up into the clear blue skies and saw the V-formation of twelve geese flying from south to north and two more stragglers coming from behind starboard.

I waved to them goodnight, opened the sliding door from the backyard, peered indoors and looked at the atomic clock hanging above the television in the dining room.

The time of this event was 04:26PM (Pacific Time) and the sun had already set about one-half hour ago due to no shadows fell onto the ground from the tall sycamore trees (of over three decades old) andwith dried light brown leaves still hanging on the branches.

Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.


20070926-Dream Times

Wed., 26-Sep-2007

I was accompanied by others into this room. I saw an already filled up parakeet cage towards the back right of my dream. The outdoors was behind this curtain to my right. I see perhaps another cage or vertical object outdoors too.

I saw Chin-Chin, the parakeet, clinging to a flimsy veil-like, see-through curtain to my right. She was clinging with three other smaller birds. Since their claws held fast onto this curtain and wouldn’t let go, I plucked all four roughly together to remove them from this see-through curtain and placed these four inside the parakeet cage (which was located immediately to the left of the curtain).

Other people and I cleaned out this one room. I made sure the drawers were cleaned out. I grabbed this upside-down, L-shaped cage holder from my right and brought it out to my left somewhere else.

I placed this parakeet cage into another room. Then I saw four large macaw attached to the outside. These macaws were looking for me. I had to think fast on how to cage them also. We needed to clear that place fast.

Author’s note: Chin-Chin has since flew away in search of her lost Persimmon both of who escaped from the bottom and top of the cage, respectively, while ‘Kali-Maw’ was cleaning the cage on two separate occasion.

Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.


20070705-Budgie’s Ghost

Sat., 22-Sep-2007

In July Two-Oh-Oh-Seven,
Late afternoon of the Fifth:
The ghost of Budgie visited.

The sound of ‘thug’ as she landed
Upon the swing of light yellow –
Back and forth, we watched until none.

Transfixed and still, no muscles moved:
Four remaining parakeets looked
Onward in the same direction.

Yeyo from back, Budgsy from right,
Simon and Pimon from the front,
While I looked from five o’clock — right.

Author’s note: A poem about my observation during an afternoon exercise prior to dinner and as to why the parakeets were scattering in their black cage.

Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.


20070919-Hodge Podge

Wed., 19-Sep-2007

Below are poems in free-verse of my stray thoughts while jobless for three months. Keep your day jobs or you’ll end up like me — writing poetry!

Tuesday, September 18, 2007 9:57:00 PM
The faces of death
Mr. Television screen
Scream and spit at me!
My face covered by their blood
Their pain forever silenced

Tuesday, September 18, 2007 9:47:37 PM
Peep! Can you hear me?
I am but your little egg.
Will you set me free?

Tuesday, September 18, 2007 2:22:47 PM
Many are called. Few are chosen.
Plenty are stalled. You are frozen.

Monday, September 17, 2007 10:43:14 PM
On September Thirteen
Around Six:Eleven PM
Connected to Bush
Towards end of speech
Heard him stumble
And mumble his words

Sunday, September 16, 2007 11:15:54 PM
I should do absolutely nothing.
For noone will care.

Sunday, September 16, 2007 11:14:20 PM
Here is another idea: Just leave and
Pretend none of these ever happened.
Nothing will happen.
If they already did, I didn’t know.
For I’m always the last to know anything at all.

Sunday, September 16, 2007 11:13:33 PM
You want me to tolerate differences?
Nay! I say, Nay!
Tolerating me is difficult enough.

Sunday, September 16, 2007 11:12:15 PM
Here is your next lesson
Take no side except your own

Sunday, September 16, 2007 11:07:05 PM
‘Danger! Danger! Will Robinson’, says the robot.
Author’s note: Get a grip!

Sunday, September 16, 2007 10:55:16 PM
‘Come back to the single life’.
She beckons you. ‘Come back.
The grass is much greener here!’
She says. ‘Come back.’ Hehe!

Sunday, September 16, 2007 10:35:58 PM
I keep on clicking
In hopes of finding myself

Sunday, September 16, 2007 4:59:18 PM
Fiat money has got the flats
By design of greedy brats.

Sunday, September 16, 2007 8:19:30 AM
It’s a slow death.
I don’t know what’s going on.
I feel something is wrong.
Everything seems fine and dandy.
But I hear more than I should.
And I see more than I should.
And I continue to bite off more than I should.
I’ve become sluggish from overeating your ‘food’
And wish to sleep off the rest as fat
Only to wake up wanting to continue the vile cycle –
The cycle of the unknown:
Until death comes again
To form a renewal into life…

Sunday, September 16, 2007 8:11:12 AM
Death to you all
A silent death
That noone knows
Eating for free
Paying for life

Friday, September 14, 2007 7:00:09 PM
Psy-chicks are real
Just like you and me
Take deep breaths and feel
Meditate, think free

Friday, September 14, 2007 12:29:25 AM
Presidential address glamour
Flowing speeching, perfect grammar
Locked onto Bush, heard his stammer

Friday, September 14, 2007 12:06:03 AM
Believe what you will
The other side - my side
Their sides as well are my truths

Thursday, September 13, 2007 2:57:09 PM
Me plus You equals Us:
Muse!

Thursday, September 13, 2007 10:28:42 AM
Embrace death
If you’re Sick and tired
Of newsworthy events
Then become complacent
About life itself - huh?

Thursday, September 13, 2007 10:25:01 AM
Nuclear fuel is cleaner.
Radiation may be meaner.
Free energy dreamer
No more elite creamer
Or high oil price screamer

Tuesday, September 11, 2007 9:23:21 PM
Fuzzy trip
Counter grip
Dizzy spells
Greasy smells
Afternoon
Waiting swoon
KFC
Chicken spree

Saturday, September 08, 2007 10:35:17 PM
The light
at the end
of the tunnel
is all I want
to see
for me
to be free
from thee - he!

Saturday, September 08, 2007 10:40:16 PM
Once I ate baloot
A salty duck egg
But in yolk form, of course!

Saturday, September 08, 2007 10:24:06 PM
Thoughts of some birds through sixth floor view
A Mountain View of misty blue
Waved to two crows to my blackest right
And brown bird left by orgonite.

Saturday, September 08, 2007 12:48:12 AM
So many words!
I do not understand!
Make one word meaningful.
You start.

Saturday, September 08, 2007 12:28:41 AM
I am sleepy so are you
Tired of this chase
So many words
Comparisons unwanted
Validation not required either
Let your dreams take you away too
Far away from me
Then again come back!
No! Yes! Maybe? Hehehe!
Ah you amuse me!
I stick my tongue at you. [Thursday, September 13, 2007 2:55:00 PM]              

Saturday, September 08, 2007 12:16:44 AM
In your darkness I see beauty:
Loving always, hard path duty.
Make your sadness fart far away.
The beast within will never stay.
I want one, two, three, maybe four:
More of your smiles, lessen your wars
Show your talents, hidden from view
Someday share your adventures too.

Saturday, September 08, 2007 12:15:12 AM
He comes and goes as he pleases.
After coughing up, he sneezes.

Friday, September 07, 2007 11:54:15 PM
I’m not gonna change
anything at all for you
I am not so strange

20070907-11:32PM
Stop the gang fight, cast
Oh, the horror! Their boxing gloves
Bunnies, kitties: friendly youths

20070907-07:20PM
Another day, another knight
Sells me out time and time again!
Pitted against the unknown scums -

Wishful thinking - a flying kite
‘It’s going to happen!’ In vain:
As slow as ‘Nine-Eleven’ comes

20070907-02:49PM
But wait: Is One-Nine-Eight-Four passed?
Oh, internet! You are my love.
Tell me more lies and hidden truths.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007 2:19:46 PM
Eruption of my pimples
Corruption of the world

Tuesday, September 04, 2007 10:50:51 PM
Why are you fighting your wars?
Maybe is this all because of me?
Did you find what you’re looking for?

Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.


20070914-Daily Thoughts

Fri., 14-Sep-2007

Crispy clear blue skies
Beautiful puffy white clouds
Blessings in disguise
Praises sent through cool breezes
Singing of birds through the trees

A small tanka about the pleasant weather we’ve been having in the Bay Area for the whole of summer 2007 with some gray clouds last weekend in the morning giving way to clear blue skies — ahh!

Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.