20080410-Housing Bulls

I will remind y’all that noone owes anything of this world. ‘Homeowners’ are owned by the ‘banks’; they do not own homes but mort-gages (death-challenges), which in essence are a very, very, very large loans that in a lifetime no one person could possibly pay off the principal balance no matter what hype in today’s news about the Senate passing this Housing Bill is suppose to do for the consumer, nay, really it’s meant to protect the investors, the developers, the home builders, the construction workers, etc.

Those that do pay-off their mort-gages still do not outright own the land upon which the house structure made of wood and sticks resides. The ‘homeowners’ of these paid off single residences are in essence as well paying ‘rent’ in the form of property tax. In order to live comfortably in the Americanized dream to ‘own’ a dwelling, the ‘homeowners’ must pay their dues, including monthly utility bills of gas, electric, water, garbage and recycling. There is no escape from the clutches of these bullish bills.

Even the recent hype of the stock market won’t mask the reality about a recession, nay, or depression in the United States. There is no way jobless people (like me) could afford health insurance, ‘put away’ money for our retirement or invest (or gamble, really) in stocks and bonds of an already failing market backed by securities (i.e. sub-prime mort-gages) that have no real cash value, which is pretty much worthless chattel paper. Even precious metals like gold and silver mean nothing and loose its shiny value when people are starving and turn to cannibalism just to survive.

There is no surviving in this world where people like me get the wool pulled over our eyes daily. For the past eight years, I’ve been lied to, betrayed and caught in the middle of alien wars about being happy and well taken cared of. To this day, I’ve not seen the manifestation of these empty promises, originally secured by the likes of those holding my black pearls that in acid become nothing but sand, which in time runs out like the hour glass containing the patience of exercising my right to pursue the path less taken - justice, just like a brave soul who reported the stupidity of child abusers at the Eldorado, Texas compound of Mormons.

Anyway, those that know how to take advantage of the system do not care if the ‘New United States of China’ is really holding the Americanized people hostage. Instead of killing and murdering its people in communist China (i.e. Tibet), the unaware Americanized people are forced to work more with less purchasing power (by the coughing up of over fifty cents for every dollar earned if comparing Euros to US Dollars, for example).

Without the purchasing power of the U.S. dollar or the ability to stay in a house (which should no longer be considered ‘home sweet home’), there is no way the taxpayers will be able to foot the bill and clean up the mess cause by the United States for starting the war in Iraq and breaking the socio-economic infrastructure in the first place.

The Senate was publically dissatisfied after today’s speech given by George W. Bush, who said withdrawing troops in July 2008 will freeze. They didn’t get their answers about the conditions on why the Iraq war continues either from the testimony by General David Petraeus and U.S. Ambassador Ryan Crocker before the Senate Foreign Relations Committee on April 8, 2007.

This shows how much further into debt the United States has gotten itself into both domestically and internationally. More freak accidents (like cranes falling down) and usual weather patterns (like freezing temperatures in the Bay Area) will occur as the Senate continues to pass its futile bills to help themselves out of same agenda as the President. In the meantime ordinary folks like you and me will burp and pass more gas in higher prices close to $4.00 per gallon.

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

20080407-Poor Pariah

On Saturday evening, my parental units and I ate dinner together with Ben and Myrna, who usually attend the afternoon mass at 05:00PM.  ‘Maw’ and Myrna decided to chat together while ‘Paw’ and I sat in the pew next to them, waiting for the twosome to finish their conversation. Our local church was already cleared of people upon the lights turning off and being locked up for the night by Ben when we saw the smiling priest come and greet us.

Father Vu will be missed. And later on during the course of our dinner, which was mixed vegetable on top of chow fun drowning in sauce, one whole sole fish, deep fried pork and house fried rice, we learned from Ben why Father Vu sounded so very sad on the 05:00PM mass on Saturday, March 29, 2008. When I heard the priest sing the ‘In Praise of God’ section at the time, his voice was very low and melancholy.

According to Ben, Father Perata gave Father Vu a recommendation similar to Ben’s gesture of a thumb pointing downward. This meant Father Vu would be transferred out of St. Victor’s Church in San Jose, CA and to another Catholic church locate in Campbell, CA, which is a very old town and mostly white. Father Vu is Vietnamese by the way. I mumbled under my breath full of chow mein: ’I didn’t know that the white priest is prejudice’.

I believe politics played a role in this religious organization and blatant discrimination between the whites and Asians has reared it ugly head in our own church. I heard something about the same white priest mentioning to some person(s) about that Asian priest eating from a rice bowl and how that white priest would ’summon’ another with his right index finger as if the other person was a dog. (The old timers prior to Dr. King’s efforts know what this fingering gesture signifies, I’m sure).

As mentioned somewhere in my previous blog, Father Perata seems ‘alien’ to me. He would rub his ear and head at times as if tuning in to what I had to ’say’ while I blasted him during my prayerful moments. One time I slightly startled him as if he recognized me: He winked at me knowingly with his left eye as he handed me the Eucharist one time.

During the ‘Preparation of the Eucharist’, one disturbing action I sometimes notice is his single jerking motion of the empty cup (prior to the pouring of the wine or water) to remove that napkin thing covering the top of the cup. I would assume he knows something about that ritual with blood drinking for the reptoids from ‘fruit of the vine and work of human hands’ deal.

I will mention also that he does have barely visible ‘horns’ located on either side of his forehead and just above his eyebrows. I am assuming but noticed on cable programming these features on government officials, television personalities and celebrities alike. (’Maw’ and I noticed the same ‘horn’s popping out from some of the panels during the Thursday, April 3, 2008 Senate Banking Committee on Capitol Hill).

Some of us are planning to take Father Vu out for dinner but somehow that would be much later and probably after he is transferred out to his new church. I heard the Vicar called out to me ‘Lyn’ twice while I waited in the lobby for my parental units and a couple, Fred and Rose. I turned around to see him smiling in his white garment.

I had already visualized this happening earlier this morning as he opened out both his arms to greet me and another moment of time has passed between two souls. To me this symbolizes how some nicer people are booted out for their own good and probably sent far away because some ‘aliens’ cannot stand the energy from good hearted folks, like Father Vu.

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

20080325-Recycling Resin

After a couple of weeks, I realized how slow we are to change. My parental units and I are so clueless that we have been throwing away money, literally! These are in the form of recyclable materials that we would use, such as egg cartons, oil jugs, drinking containers (i.e. water bottles) and plastic bags (from the grocery stores)!

We learned one morning while eating breakfast at McDonald’s restaurant from ‘Carlos’, one parishioner, that there is a small recycle station on a parking lot nearby a gasoline station. So ‘Paw’ and I decided to haul some plastic bag full of recyclables, which included aluminum cans ‘Paw’ would crush underneath the feet. We got around $14.00 that day.

Afterwards, I’ve been ‘cross-training’ myself on looking for those recycling symbols (three clockwise arrows forming a triangle with recycling numbers ranging from 1 to 7). The McDonald’s coffee cup, its lid and the little, half-and-half milk container are made out of ‘polystyrene’ (or recycling number 6 found inside a triangle of three clockwise arrows).

Some numbers are not inside triangles but have barely legible printing, such as the letter ‘PS’ and ‘6′ closely togther. Anything that feels like plastic should be closely scrutinized for any faint description of recycling number. I almost missed the ’triangle 6′ on the bottom of a plastic tray, which contained my ’Chips Ahoy! - Chunky Chocolate’.

I got mad at ‘Paw’ again for not cooperating as he is slowly becoming an old timer that I’ve been ranting about in blogs as seen on television and in nursing homes (where my paternal grandmother was put by three of her children and that in-law, ‘Orge’). I was loud as usual but resigned to creating new plastic bags, labeled with the recycling number for my convenience; since ‘Paw’ wanted to combine all the recycling numbers together.

However, the big ‘Mexican’ guy of the small, ‘mobile’ recycling station said that these numbers from 1-7 should be separated out because the prices for each one differs. The most common numbers we have so far are 1, 2, 5 and 6. I have some household items with recycle number 3, such as lotions and containers for hydrogen peroxide, dishwashing liquids, liquid bleach and liquid softener.

We normally rinse these containers with water and sometimes I find myself soaping and drying these so the storage of my hard work outdoors won’t be overrun by ants or other curious and hungry critters in search of left over tidbits stuck on my recyclables. We keep the lids to the main recyclable container (i.e. water bottles) but I always make sure these have the recyclable numbers pre-printed somewhere on the lids.

‘Maw’ told me of someone who actually bought a new car using the cash he got from collecting recyclables from the parks, streets and probably from neighbors’ garbage, like some woman who was waiting in her car one day to go through ours. I told her I wanted to dig around the McDonald trash bins and ask the other people nearby for their coffee cups. This is money in the making.

I even told ‘Paw’ about my idea of opening up recycling centers in the Philippines. I went on to describe how I could help the children after they came with their bags of recyclables from the land fills by having them wash their hands and feet and sitting them down to my long table of food and water. As usual, my ‘Paw’ has a habit showing his frown face of an obvious upside down smile and saying flatly, ‘No’.

So I learned the meanings of each recycling numbers found on the following Wikipedia article: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resin_identification_code . The other recyclables are tossed into our local container for later sorting by the city.

I hope to earn my measly money this way and joked to ‘Maw’ about how I could disguise myself as a homeless person with a shopping cart just so I could go rummaging through the public trashcans for recyclables.

I really could use a new car because my 1998 Ford Mustang needs a new transmission. The downshift from 60mph to even 50mph is harsh and I’ve no money, thanks to TPTB! Y’all know who you are! You promised!

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

20080122-Special Someone

In a vain attempt to find that ’special someone’, I remember requesting for assistance of ‘them’. This was from many years ago. ‘They’ claimed that I would be set up with that person. And tonight I’m blogging to tell y’all about nothing.

So to keep this blog short, I do not know who or what that entity may be because I told ‘them’ I couldn’t just ‘marry’ anyone and into a family that could abuse me or my kindness. This never ending story is to be continued, of course, by the foul-play of TPTB.

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

20080122-Interest Cuts

Today, the Feds cut the federal funds rate to 3.5 percent and the discount rate (or the bank interest rate charge by the Feds) to 4.0. To me this means businesses could borrow more at a cheaper rate even though they are up to their eyeballs in debt. It’s interesting that these cuts do nothing to help the poor rise above already hopeless state without better job opportunities or bank accounts to their names.

If the Feds really want to help the economy, they should cut the interest rates on predatory lending by capping the interest rates to no more than ten percent on any outstanding line of, say, credit cards. This could ensure that consumers are able to pay down their debt AND at the same time buy more useless, inanimate junk, err I meant, profitable commodities, like fat ass, junk food and expensive, dry clean only clothing.

The Feds could take the extra step and further cap the practice of predatory lending on poor, black folks (mostly) by the removal of all adjustable rates and the replacement with fixed rates on any outstanding mortgages. This could stimulate in the minds of high brow airheads to purchase over-priced cardboard boxes, err I meant, real property, such as time-shares, condos, single residents, etc.

Furthermore, with the falling prices in stocks, this should signal the investors to buy more securities. But unfortunately, the funds used to buy these stocks is nothing more than worthless chattel paper, on top of which is the dollar is rapidly declining in value against the Euro’s, for example.

I think it’s time for TPTB to give up their interest on always being on top of the backs and shoulders of hard working, poor American citizens, some of who are illegal by the way. This means that some government benefits of food stamps, health care and social security happen to find their way into the hands of those who have not lifted a finger while buying nice jewelries and fancy clothes to wear and courtesy from us TAXPAYERS.

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

20080119-Devil’s List

This blog is based on ‘She-Devil’ — a 1989 film starring Meryl Streep (Mary Fisher) and Roseanne Barr (Ruth Barr), who makes a list to ruin the life of her husband, Bob (Ed Begley, Jr.). I’ll use the four items listing ‘Bob’s Assets’ and recreate my version as ‘Flynn’s Assets’ (courtesy of TPTB - my most hated, puss-filled nemesis, including the fibrous vegetables of yuchoy and onchoy).

1-House: Flynn doesn’t own a house. Owning a house in the Bay Area requires at least two incomes and since she doesn’t have a man in her life, qualifying for a mortgage (or a lifetime of this burden of debt) is unrealistic. It’s simply unaffordable! She, however, does live rent free and comfortably under the same roof with her parents.

2-Family: Flynn doesn’t have a family. She is over the hill and the chances of birthing a normal child of own put her and the child at high risk. Raising a family of her own takes patience and understanding - both qualities of which she has little tolerance. Her only family is the parental units. She lost her rebellious brother to those Chinese and her ungrateful relatives to self-centered ego.

3-Career: Flynn doesn’t work. Her only form of income is cash advances from credit cards that she uses to pay down her bills and mostly unpaid, revolving lines of credits (refer TPTB). Working means dealing with a bunch of other back stabbing rats, racing for the managerial positions. SOX will never leave and job security is never permanent.

4-Freedom: Flynn doesn’t have freedom. She is trapped at home with an outdated family and jobless. She is a virtual prisoner in front of the computer where the internet provides her only means of escape to the outside world full of lousy losers and sorry strangers. Her only friend is imaginary, who also taunts her for fulfilling the ‘Devil’s List’.

So you see folks, there is much sentiments left behind by my nemesis. The arrogance of those dark ones will continue to be on my most hated list, Axis of Egos, no matter how they come off as nice saviors. They will continue to do whatever they want, whenever they please and at the expense of us less informed and mostly ignorant persons, who don’t really care about others but themselves first and foremost.

Although I came from a middle class, I live practically among those lowest rung of the ladder. I have no health insurance (costing almost $500.00 per month for the better ones) and no job (paying almost $2,000.00 per month). I literally have to make be conscious of my every moves to sure I don’t encounter any weird accidents, be treated at the hospital or worse become disabled.

I have nothing to my name except the 1998 Ford Mustang. Everything else belongs to my parental units. I also have but my own mind and heart. My survival really depends on the support of those who love and care for me — and those are the people the TPTB really owe. It’s all about ‘them’ (not me) and how they would handle unfinished business to help those unrepresented Americans.

But in retrospect, I do have other blessings - no stress, no responsibilities, no worries, no concerns or headaches that other folks consider as living the life they always dreamed of — which is being above the rest or, rather, on the topmost dung heap pile of eternal and unpaid debt. I see that each person is truly happy and perfectly placed for whatever reasons by, you guessed correctly, TPTB.

The devil is meant to truly test our limits and how straight and narrow we all ‘keep the faith’ - the path to ‘God’. No matter what happens, I am observing y’all and expect progress and some improvement. On recent news dated January 18, 2008, I see the ‘white devil’ called ‘Bush’, who has backed a $145 billion ‘temporary economic package’.

To me, this small gesture in the form of a tax rebate handout worth around $800.00 is not only taxable for the year of 2008 but seems to be for good luck or to make amends and appease the angry spirits (like me) — just like the Chinese tradition of giving us sweets (like chocolate) or circular objects (like oranges). Only money (in this current world) talks louder, not outdated superstitions.

If you find yourself on the devil’s list, there is no escape. And no amount FREE money (from the government or other sources) is going to make ‘economic’ conditions improve for those who have nowhere else to turn. I guess the only way to be removed from the devil’s list to let go of those four items and move on to better things in life. This means stop buying expesive, high-brow junk - excess food, clothing and immaterial accessories! Good luck to all, though.

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

20080116-Various Poetry

Once again, I’ve consolidated my various proses into poetry. Earlier, I kept myself busy with the inventory of home applicances and small kitchen appliances. I didn’t realize how much junk ‘Maw’ has accumulated over the years. There are so many tablewares (dinnerware, flatware/silverware, glassware, servingware and linens). I’ve logged the major items for vehicles, home furnishings, lawn and garden as well as decorations. The next headaches are jewelry and more under electronics and computers. The rest may be donated to charity or sold for money. Enjoy!

20080114-So Wrong?
Monday, January 14, 2008 10:27:37 PM

I love you.
That’s all you need to know.
You love me.
There’s more you need to show.
Me want you!
To love a long time
You want me…
How is this possible?

20080114-Must Not
Monday, January 14, 2008 1:24:15 AM

Everyone must do God’s will or die.
How could anyone live this lie?
I would rather do myself some good.
Than to be left alone than misunderstood.

20080112-More Delays
Saturday, January 12, 2008 10:51:47 PM

Next week? Next week?
Time and time again?
Liars! Deceivers! Woe!
Angels won’t sing anymore.
For they all have failed.
It wasn’t about me.
It was about ‘them’.

20080105-Atheist Humor
Saturday, January 05, 2008 8:45:57 AM

Believe in yourself first.
‘God’ exists for believers and a ‘non-God’ for non-believers.

Don’t follow religion blindly.
It’s dogma divides with the usually ‘us versus them’ mentality.

Eat and worship a juicy burger.
Its round, yellow bun looks like the Father’s Sun.

Sing praises with raised tentacles.
The delicious spaghetti monster is serving meatballs, too.

Allelujah! Slurp!

20071228-Rightly Wrong
Created on Friday, December 28, 2007 10:55:12 PM

What if we are all right?
That God exists in the mind of those who believe in God(s)/des(es).
And that we are loved by ‘Him’ eternally and unconditionally.

What if we are all wrong?
That nothing conceived just yet doesn’t matter at all, anyway.
And that we are created by ‘them’ (or a ‘not-God’) instead.

20071218-Swine Hund
Created on Tuesday, December 18, 2007 12:44:41 PM

Dogs by their instinct to bury are quite friendly and meaner.
Pigs by their short-sightedness are quite intelligent and cleaner.

20071218-Le One
Created on Tuesday, December 18, 2007 5:39:24 AM

I looked down at the Christmas rug.
It read: Noel. It was printed in red color.
I read the word ‘Noel’ backwards.
Then I saw LEON - or Leo the Lion!

20071217-Free Love
Created on Monday, December 17, 2007 8:49:12 PM

Free-love does not require waiting or a time table.
When the mood is right, anything goes.
Then again, having a fling appears quite naughty…

20071202-Inspirational Couple
Sunday, December 02, 2007 1:29:30 PM

I cannot cry as this beautiful sight:
Wasn’t moved without the sound;
Saw audience crying all around.

An armless ballerina, her legless man:
Flowing music playing, my tears began;
Avoid romantic videos with all my might!

20071024-Helping hands
Wednesday, October 24, 2007 6:56:24 AM

Twice the problems of navigating
The forum website of more problems
Rants and raves from posters
Asking questions blindly
Like throwing darts blindly
And in the dark

The answers would arrive.
AFTER asking questions
From my muddled mind
Or thick headedness
Like thinking out loud:
There would be telepathy.

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

20080113-Various Poems

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

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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.

20080104-Various Poems

The whole afternoon was rainy and windy. I got bored and decided to consolidate my various poems from my past stray thoughts. There were many others that didn’t make my blog and are lost forever because of my laziness to pen into paper or to type into computer.

20071231-Lighted Sabers

Something about force
May the force be with you
Feel the force of the unknown
Force others to feel it with me

Start a religion and call it:
United Church for Users of Light Sabers.
All others need not join.
Tax exempt, of course.

Created on Monday, December 31, 2007 4:33:42 PM

20071228-No Money!

I don’t care for your theosophy, philosophy, bureaucracy.
I just want my money back!

Created on Friday, December 28, 2007 5:00:10 PM

20071223-Major Malfunction

The word ‘heart’ was written in quotations marks.
Her heart is not fully open but held within.
It’s a ‘major malfunction’ to lack of faith in God.

Her lack in the belief is His lack of response.
His silence (or nothing) is the answer to her prayers.
Until she is ready, then she will have fun and humor.

Created on Sunday, December 23, 2007 11:49:47 PM

20071219-Yawn Bored

give me a reason not to yawn
come to me until the morning dawn
the boredom creepeth upon my brow
can’t you tell me, who what and how?

Created on Wednesday, December 19, 2007 10:51:31 PM

20071219-One None

Be the hero at number zero.
Be the sum at number one.
Either way it’s all the same.
Prove me wrong.

Created on Wednesday, December 19, 2007 10:29:24 PM

20071230-Um Yum

um-yum, um-yum, yum-yum-ohm
um-yum, um-yum, chewing gum
um-yum, um-yum, having fun
um-yum, um-yum, yum-yum-hum

Created on Sunday, December 30, 2007 8:21:53 PM

20071215-Rat Race

Build a bunker and live like a rat
Until no food left, think about that!

Created on Saturday, December 15, 2007 10:52:48 PM

20071111-Guarding Well

In my thoughts from far and wide
From my heart with easy stride
Boosting well, not trying hard
Love and light, an angel guard

Created on Sunday, November 11, 2007 11:08:01 PM

20071105-Choose Well

to the navy: blood of our dolphins or rusted submarines?
to the politicians: blood of our people or peace unending?
to the bankers: blood, sweat and tears or appreciation for hard work?
to all men: blood of our creations or good will?

Created on Monday, November 05, 2007 9:52:40 PM

20071028-Heart Queen

Oh, the Queen of Hearts is so funny!
‘How to make love and not war’!
Or make war when more love is required!

Created on Sunday, October 28, 2007 11:28:18 PM

20071026-Blubbering Lines

False are the ones that go: Blah, blah, blah!
Truth laughs the word by saying: HAH!

Created on Friday, October 26, 2007 8:36:08 PM

20071025-Pussy Whipped

Pussy whipped pussy whipped
Meow! Meow! Meow!
Are you a henpeck
By Moo-typed cow?

Created on Thursday, October 25, 2007 4:30:26 PM

20071023-Tower Butt

like shooting TB’s out of one’s arse
spit toons of watermelon seeds galore

Created on Tuesday, October 23, 2007 2:14:48 PM

20071017-Eating Us

They are no more parasitic than us eating meat.

Created on Wednesday, October 17, 2007 1:33:21 PM

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

20071216-Old Homes

Taking care of the elderly is more beneficial than leaving the old timers in the nursing homes. I’ve learned (from ‘Maw’ while she was lying on the bed to the right of to my computer work area) that the government removes the monthly benefits from the recipient to almost nothing when submitted to another’s care. The caretaker looses the ability of transferring the benefits from the recipient into the caretaker’s account.

Money is nothing when there is no longer strength or the faithful love to care for someone whose mind is still intact — like my paternal grandmother. Old timers like her should not have to be thrown into long term care — by two daughters, one son and that ‘Orge’ in-law (the mother of my first cousin ‘Giant’ from USC) – with a bunch of professional strangers, who could steal, say jewelry, or so I hear.

The place is not the same as the comfort of home and there is less interaction with loved ones, who rarely visit if but on occasions like holidays and birthdays. But those visits don’t last longer than a few minutes at a time. The time spent with family members is pretty much severed once the elders are in the hands of the retirement homes ,where the elderly is left to die a slow death and probably alone.

Retirement homes are a money making business and the care is not that great. It is really meant for those indulgent who have no control of bodily functions and their minds are gone. They are quite helpless and voiceless to complain of any pain and discomfort; so in essence that makes caretaking easy but heartless. Some folks living in these places are quite the opposite and are able-bodied and sharp-minded. It’s truly a sad truth.

So for those who think leaving the elderly in the retirement homes is the last resort (whether to gain from freedom to live and party while young or by pressure from impatient and unsupportive in-laws), their fate will be the same fate of the children who prematurely submit elders to a quiet and lonesome prison, err I meant, place of greener pastures. I, too, have to consider the fate of my folks and ultimately me. But we will worry about that later.

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