20080407-Healthy Hilot

Mon., 7-Apr-2008

The word ‘Hilot‘ in Filipino means massage or to give a massage. ‘Hilot‘ to some of us means healing or to heal. On Saturday, April 5,2008 after the dinner with ‘Ben’ and ‘Minda’, ‘Maw’ was doing most of the talking while ‘Ben’ played some easy, sounding arpeggios of sad music, most of which I do not recognize because I was but a baby during the old timers’ days. I, of course, whipped out my digital camera, took some pictures and videos of him playing on my Kimball, upright piano. A good time was had listening to someone else play for me.

Story one: Frauds

During one of the conversation, we recalled an incident whereby ‘Maw’ had sustained a very painful neck. This occurred after ’Razor’ had called ‘Maw’ on the phone one evening about being very ill (or something I cannot clearly recall). And she suddenly sprinted down the stairs in another one of her emotional state of fear and shock. And this was all about nothing really close to an emergency. Afterwards in a sigh of some blessed relief and probably a few days later, she felt something was wrong with her neck.

Her neck was out of place and she couldn’t turn, let alone move with the slightest bit and without lots of sharp pains. She went to those stupid medical doctors and all these poison-mongers did was prescribe to her some pain relief, which could have been easily purchased over the counter at some local grocery or drug store.

But nothing from those people in their white smocks could relieve ‘Maw’. They could have referred her to a chiropractor but we didn’t know about these ‘healers’ and those medical doctors (for whatever dumb reasons) are not allowed to disclose this bit of information to those patients with a simple tune up elsewhere.

So ‘Maw’ suffered many days without much recourse. She felt as if the end of the world was upon her. We sought outside help and went along with the healing frauds held in the house of my nemesis — ‘Orge’ and ‘Macaroni’, the youngest brother of ‘Paw’. The couple had this woman by the name of ‘Evilyn’ and her darker female companion at their residence, which was the house immediately after the one bought (and sold last year) in Gemini Ct.

Both these Filipino women were doing healings by touching the patients with all sorts of physical ailments in the guise of spiritual salvation. In a prior visit, I remember accompanying ‘Maw’ in one of the bedroom upstairs with the darker female perform some ‘hilot‘ on her back. The simple placing of the woman’s thumb coated in this oil didn’t do much to convince ‘Maw’ who knew the woman didn’t know where the pain was located.

In another related story, I remember driving my parental units to visit ‘Evilyn’ and her equally fraudulent husband up in Livermore, CA. The nemesis (’Orge’ and ‘Macaroni’) were there along with ‘Giant’ who was wearing a pretty dress above her knees. ‘Giant’ was but a child and I remember how she screamed in another room behind the garage when the ‘hilot’ was taking place. My instinct was to bang at the closed door and rush in to save my youngest paternal first cousins from these fools. But after a couple of steps, I decided not to interfere with their reality.

Anyway, this second visit for the ‘hilot‘ was weird than the first one. There sat ‘Maw’ in agonizing pain and in front of ‘Maw’ sat the darker female. This ‘healing’ was taking place in one of the living rooms of the homeowners –my nemesis who was looking onward from the kitchen area as were other darker Filipinos who were standing around looking for answers to their unheard prayers to a deaf ‘God’.

So the darker female made all sorts of nonsense about a bad spirit of some sort residing inside ‘Maw’ to the people around her. Then I remember her placing her hands on the hands of ‘Maw’. The woman started shaking slowly and then faster but only for a few seconds. She paused and said something about the bad stuff being too strong. Then she did the same thing — shaking and shivering.

But after this second attempt of driving away this alleged ‘evil’, no good result was witnessed by me as I sat quickly in front of ‘Maw’ and asked if she was fine. ‘Maw’ said and shook her head, ‘No’. I glared at the frauds, the nemesis and the stupid people that night. We paid our dues to and on behalf of the ‘Mother’ of Christ and left.

So the point is: I really dislike my nemesis for putting us through those scare tactics of a making us believe in a ‘Kapre‘ (a giant hairy being) residing in one of trees next to our house, putting my aunt-in-law ‘Conceiving’ into hundreds of dollars to fill the mind of a vengeful divorced woman the answers of downfalls on my paternal uncle, Verling and telling ‘Spill-Low’ and ’Conceiving’ as well not to shower for two days. ‘Macaroni’ even told his eldest bother, my ‘Paw’, not to carry the coffin of his deceased father!

Story two: Healers

Healers do not seek profit for their selfless services. They do not make themselves widely know and advertise like religious frauds you see on television or attend during assemblies, masses, gatherings or congregations but keep to themselves among small circles of family and friends.

This is one true story because ’Pod’ (my paternal first cousin) had broken his wrist or hand and his mother, my aunt-in-law, ‘Babel’, brought him to a Filipino lady, who put the broken bones back together again.

Another one of our miracle was when ‘Babel’ brought us to see this same woman. I remember we sat quietly in this slightly darkened living room while she picked up and played with her grandchild from inside the crib or playpen in front of us. There was a wall to our left with the rest of the rooms to our right.

There appears to be little or no statues or figurines of Christianity typically found in the houses of Filipinos, except for ‘Orge’ and ‘Macaroni’ who have life-sized statues of Buddha, Saints, Mother and Christ cluttering up their ’sacred space’ (for showing off no doubt)! There was, however, a small picture showing the head of Jesus looking upward but I cannot recall clearly. It was located above the playpen area.

So after the woman finished her activity with her grandchild, I thought out loud to myself what was going on and why she was doing this and how long will she take to help ‘Maw’. But I also thought that perhaps she was recharging her batteries prior to doing her healing session with ‘Maw’ on her painful neck.

I remember the soft spoken woman approach ‘Maw’ from behind as she sat on a chair. ‘Maw’ tried to point to the general painful area but the woman gently but what appears to be somewhat forcefully nudged her hand away; so she could continue ’scanning’ if you will the affected area and make her call. I may recall some sort of deep breathing prior or during the ‘hilot’.

After very lightly placing her fingers upon ‘Maw’, she said there is an ‘ipit‘, which in Tagalog means ’stuck’. What I witnessed was true and I remember clearly how ‘Maw’ did not flinch from the slightest bit of pain when the women cradled her neck upward with both hands and gently back down upon its ‘proper’ place. I do not recall hearing anything. But the result was astounding: ‘Maw’ was able to move her neck pain free!

We tried to pay our dues but once again, the woman (this true healer) did not and does not accept payment whatsoever. Our thanks will never be forgotten as I enter this sample of ‘God’s grace into this — my weblogs. In the case of the healing frauds, ‘Ben’ told of some neighbors going in into another home and inquired if they had any license and if they profited from their services. Ben said they were caught. But true healers are always a blessing and, well, I’ll leave the opinions and beliefs to the readers of this weblog.

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


20080201-Today’s Clouds

Fri., 1-Feb-2008

Me love you long time for fluffy clouds of white
Puff, puff, hugs of ‘Wee!’ everything’s all right
Kiss, kiss, sylphs of ‘Ahh!’ against clear blue skies
Me love you long time SMILING widely, no lies

Thanks Father for looking out for us
Against this morning’s brown-filled puss
Of chemtrails laid by government tools
No white washed blankets by the fools

Author’s note: There were heavy chemtrails being laid by high-altitude spew planes. The noticeable ones came from the NW direction (originating from where Moffett Field, CA is generally located) over the Paramount’s Great America Theme Park in Santa Clara, CA. There were three chemtrails. One was dissipating with two parallel trails which actually crossed through the clouds spewing upwards from a factory near Bayshore Freeway (101) in Santa Clara, CA.

On westbound 237, I could see to my left that there were many chemtrails laid out in a fan-shape over Mt. Hamilton, CA. Later and while waiting in the parking lot of the El Camino Hospital in Mountain View, CA, I decided to boost the sylphs. Then the police appeared to make two rounds in front and behind me as I waited for my parents. I, of course, subtly flicked off these gun-toting jackboots from inside the Mercedes Benz E430.

At home, I discovered online that Hillary Rodham-Clinton will be visiting San Jose, CA today in the San Jose Convention Center off of Market Street from 04:00PM to 06:30PM. I suspect this morning’s chemtrails were laid by the government to pollute our fresh air, knowing Hillary — this less than genuine character who sided on Bush’s ‘preemptive strike’ on Iraq - would be coming to the Bay Area.


20080128-Various Poems

Mon., 28-Jan-2008

Here is another compilation of stray thoughts meant to be prose but created as verse of various poetry styles or types. Today has been lots of fluffy, puffy white clouds against clear blue skies. I’ve taken lots of photos, including chemtrails that did not stick to the skies at all. I wanted to reply to a forum topic about chemtrails last night but couldn’t support the theory on ‘black beams’, which the forum members mentioned as ‘indigo blue lines’.

20080128-Wandering Star
Created on Monday, January 28, 2008 12:14:02 PM

Welcome! Oh, ye Wandering_Star!
Expressing love though near or far
Good friendships maintained of strangers find
A simple SMILE of any kind

Author’s note: We went shopping at the DeCA in Moffett Field, CA. An old bit-set, man in a wheelchair and I were headed towards each other. I, of course, stopped a little and smiled, which he returned in kind. The morning event inspired this short poem.

20080126-Returned Gift
Created on Saturday, January 26, 2008 9:30:01 AM

You asked for it, can’t take it back.
You got it. It’s yours, an empath’s sack.
Don’t be alarmed or annoyed at all.
Be patient with yourself, use filtered wall.

Journalize your thoughts and experiences too.
Blogging helps for later review.
Write a book and share with all.
Pass onto your kids your hard earned ball.

Counsel others, get into their heads.
Don’t tell anyone, not even the Feds.
Your services are there when people fall.
Be there whenever they fail to call.

20080126-Freudian Slip
Created on Saturday, January 26, 2008 1:17:11 AM

Guy: My cellphone doesn’t seem to work. Can you help me?
Gal: Okay, let me look. Oh, that’s because I don’t have my vibrator mode on.

Guy: Look honey, that’s a nice bald eagle flying around over a road kill.
Gal: That’s not a bald eagle; that’s a condom.

20080125-Flying S.O.B.
Created on Friday, January 25, 2008 9:50:46 PM

Oh, gosh, darn it! An S.O.B.!
Not a U.F.O.; but ‘strange object bee’
Again it buzzes above their heads
I gave them the willies — the fear monger spreads.

20080124-Hold Peace
Created on Thursday, January 24, 2008 10:15:02 PM

She can’t have her peace. What would she say?
‘I’m a spiteful used up hag every other day.
You used me up. It’s time for you to pay.
I cannot bear to see you have fun at play.

Don’t make a fool of yourself all over again!
How dare you walk down the aisle in vain!
I know our happy marriage was not all insane.
How dare you ridicule me, your ball and chain!’

20080122-Relative Truth
Created on Friday, January 25, 2008 7:55:45 PM

What do I know in a world so grand?
Absolutely nothing, that is my stand.
All I know is what I read.
All I know is what’s been said.

My experiences are mine and mine alone.
Borrowed thoughts are not of my own.
TPTB believe they’re doing right,
In fact they’re wrong, they work by fright.

From Supreme Being to drinking blood –
I wanted Euros; not the dollar’s mud.
They said by the end of month’s time:
So far they lied; no penny or dime!

20080121-Penned Sword
Created on Monday, January 21, 2008 10:40:54 PM

Pen is mightier than the sword.
One can’t make sword without knowing its form.
Form can be written on sand with stick (or hence a pen).

Pen makes more zeros thus makes more swords.
More swords make more pens - and happy men.
Pens make people write and fight some more - a rhyme.

20080121-piky piky
Created on Monday, January 21, 2008 2:50:59 PM

pikypiky, picky! Can’t you see?
‘Bale out the ants’, the Annu-naki!
And when you think: ‘She’s in this room!!!’
‘Let’s DO this!’ Friend, no doom and gloom!

20080116-Could Be
Created on Wednesday, January 16, 2008 1:16:44 AM

I guess we will never know
Who he, she, it or they are
And why we post anything
In the first place, could be ADD:

What’s that?

20080109-No Chip
Created on Wednesday, January 09, 2008 8:55:21 PM

No chip is needed in anyone at all
No pets or animal, large or small
People should not loose their freedom ring
No dog collars, shackles or needles sting

24/7 — hand and ankle cuffs
To be shackled and caged by NWO bluffs
Adverse reactions to implants by Beast
Unnatural invasion, mosquito bites feast!

20080101-Outsider’s Outburst
Created on Tuesday, January 01, 2008 8:25:53 PM

I’m on the outside looking inside
Not belonging to any group or side
Affiliation or organization or ego’s pride

No wearing false masks full of color and smiles
With other cool people or popular styles
Left alone, not lonely, world of endless miles

20071007-Forum Beings
Created on Sunday, October 07, 2007 7:46:58 PM

Namaste to ‘E.T.’ who is a man
Various life forms, including ‘Anne’
Dimensional posters; anomalous kinds
Intentional readings of wide open minds

20070830-Over Hill
Created on Thursday, August 30, 2007 9:05:29 PM

Goddess of beauty; Goddess of love
Iron female; Ironic mom
Female nation; demon station

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


20080123-God, Bored!

Sun., 27-Jan-2008

There is a reason why people get bored: The lack of stimulation keeps the human brain and its cells contained the skull — the confines of a prison where gray doesn’t matter, no source of light or sense of time from functioning properly. The mind too requires some sort of activity to avoid going insane in a world full of beauty – flying birds, buzzing bees, nagging wives, laughing kids, mooing cows, etc.

‘God’ seems to be quiet recently, ‘Annie’. It’s because there is too much to think about — how to handle world affairs and all its details, including ‘picking’ up the pieces left behind by the naughtiest of ‘Her’ creation and why noone seems to listen to those who had already foretold of many good news. This is no matter; because nothing is impossible without ‘His’ helping hands.

And another set of hands hold the mighty pen are currently tied up due to more delays and technical issues that are keeping those like me from knowing more than necessary. In other words, I believe the great awakening has been quite successful and more people are becoming aware of the changes for the better (not worse, like the alleged world control of NWO, ‘W’ and his cahoots) or the invasions by evil ‘E.T.’ empires).

I hope whoever will take over as new president in the year of 2009 for the United States will be able to handle the affairs, not only domestically, but to clean up the mess overseas, like Iran, Iraq and Afghanistan. I am amazed at the ‘effort’ from the intelligence community who continues to eavesdrop on anyone potentially considered a terrorist; yet they cannot find the OBL guy. But I know ‘God’ is not asleep but rather bored at the current world affairs. And whatever is going to happen is good to go, with ‘hate’ out the door. Or else.

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


20080121-Falling Brat

Sun., 27-Jan-2008

When you take a fall and remember naught
No pain or bruises or injury brought
Remember well I’m thinking of you
Love from One equals two

Do not deny me, don’t push me away
I’m here to protect you just only say
I love and thank you for what you’ve done
One day we’ll meet under the sun

This short poem was originally Created on Monday, January 21, 2008 2:36:43 PM.

Author’s note: I’ve read Randy’s article about the fall of his boss down a flight of stairs. This reminded me of a time up at Sierra At Tahoe, Nevada as a newbie when I snowboarded downhill the bunny slope and ended up doing a full 360 degree spin in the air. As I sped downhill, I clipped the edge of this protruding rock and remembered nothing at all.

But I later found myself sitting upright on the snow without any injury on the somewhat soft snow. My hat was about one length of me above where I sat and scooted upward to retrieve that hat. There were other people making some sort of cheering noises (barely audible) and this one guy asked: ‘Did you feel that’?

Later I saw a bunch of people waving at me through the window from the wooden building. I looked up and didn’t understand what was going on and didn’t bother waving back because maybe I was too stunned to notice. This paranormal event was in November 1998 around the Thanksgiving holiday.

Yes, so ‘Father’ is indeed watching out for all of us.

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


20080116-Various Poetry

Wed., 16-Jan-2008

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

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

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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

Fri., 4-Jan-2008

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.


20071126-New Temp

Mon., 26-Nov-2007

Today at around 08:30AM, I arrived to my new job across from the light rail system of N. First Street. I was not too excited because I’ve been through enough already since yesterday and mostly for the past seven years. I’ve been worried about others that I forgot about taking care of myself. So this is a reason why I had to return to work because my ‘mission’ here on earth is incomplete.

And the blessing in disguise happens to be the strength to bear my hardship with patience and the good timing in the sincere belief of giving than receiving. So yesterday and today, I’ve done the best I could to alleviate my concerns. As a result, I expect nothing in return except knowing that (in spite of my own hardship) there was enough for the season to be jolly but for a little while.

Basically, I got placed on a list last year by an agent and yesterday got knocked out by a second agent. So I tried calling the 1-800 to find out what happened to my profile online for the second one and couldn’t wait. I had to decide the best course of action and solved my dilemma just in time before I left for work this morning. I thought I was late for work, too.

The drive to and from work was no more than fifteen minutes. Thank George and the agency for placing me! The client is 95% regulated by the State of California. And when and if after six months (in May 2008) I do get hired full-time from a temporary position, I would be in the system with benefits and such.

The place is quiet though, which is typical of this sort, except sharing the cube with a guy coughing his lungs out and crumpling the paper to do a slam dunk into the trash can located to my right. Overall, I managed to stay calm and tried not to verbalize my frustrations out loud during this probationary period as a temporary tool.

The accounting group of twenty-seven people had an 8:30PM meeting about holiday events and a good discussion about safety at the workplace, such as evacuations and hand signals in case of emergency (like disgruntled former employees toting guns). My cross-trainer is knowledgeable and like her most of these people are, shall I say, well-seasoned old farts.

At 14:00, we had a dry run of evacuating the building and waiting out on the parking lot, with the head count done by the boss of the accounting department. I didn’t say much as I stared straight ahead. Earlier, I did notice some blinking occurring as I sat filing. I thought this was my mind but it turns out to be the alarm system kept going off — I didn’t do anything, really [wink]!

Also, I had a chance to watch people play ping-ping for both 15-minute breaks and half-hour lunch. I thoroughly enjoyed myself. The water at the two water fountains tasted wrong and turned off my nose. In the afternoon and after suffering from lack of water in the morning, I finally discovered the filter attached to the coffee maker and made use of the hot water with lemon tea for the rest of the day.

I didn’t eat breakfast and lunch as part of my ‘diet’ plan to rid myself of a fatter tummy (or pooch). My tummy growled only once in the afternoon and experienced no tummy-ache the whole day. I may wish to bring my own bottled water and sandwich from now on. I saved on gasoline by not driving out to grab some grub since we are given half an hour for lunch.

Based on ‘Kali-Maw’s insight, she told me that my prayers have not been answered because I would get in trouble. So with that piece of data, I had to sign up for a job and get back to not only helping myself get out of the credit card debt (founded by TPTB) but also helping those in the most need. I am not psychic and do not read minds of those suffering.

After reading the weblogs, I felt what I did was right and without reservation. Sometimes using discernment doesn’t always work but when faced with reality action must be taken. I’m a new temporary worker doing my job in this temporal world. Anything done out of my hard work has already been repaid with blessings in disguise — my personal faith in ‘God’ and the belief in positive thoughts.

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


20071018-Hodge Podge

Thu., 18-Oct-2007

Tuesday, October 16, 2007 2:27:58 PM

When they push, we push too.
When they pull, we pull too.
Gently work together.
Harmoniously
Harm on I or Us: Lie!

Saturday, October 13, 2007 9:59:19 AM

All that you ever were could never be
All that I ever am could never see

Friday, October 12, 2007 10:25:03 PM

greys the tears of god
rains falling from clouds
rolling and thundering

Wednesday, October 10, 2007 9:52:28 PM

people coming together without hatred
now that means we are really normal
Bru-hahaha!

Wednesday, October 10, 2007 9:46:30 PM

So many words, so little time
Competing with each other - a crime
To validate what we have said

Wednesday, October 10, 2007 9:43:05 PM

I am god and so are you
how could this be ever true?

Wednesday, October 10, 2007 9:11:10 PM

(__/)
(=’.'=)
(”)_(”)

Sunday, October 07, 2007 10:17:11 PM

LOSERS!
LOSERS!
TRY HARDER!
LOSERS!
LOSERS!
TRY HARDER!
YOU CAN’T!
CUZ YOURE TOO OLD!!!

HERE IS SOME INTEL:
GET YOUR OWN SOULS!

Continue to remote view.
Continue to astral project.
And you too will become one of us - the hive mind.
Do you not know who we are by now?
What do you seek?
Why don’t you all just run away and hide?
We will find you.
Come out and play with us!
You know you want to play with us.
Trespassers!
What shall we do with trespassers!
You are all now part of the collective.
Cease and desist.

Sunday, October 07, 2007 8:38:33 PM

God is jealous.
God feels pain.
God loves attention.
God is always right.
God has lots of money.
God shares his wealth.
God is both male and female.
God is mostly female.
God acts male.
God has uncontrollable rage.
God has a potty mouth.
God wants your death to silence noise.
God loves making love.
Therefore, God is love.

Sunday, October 07, 2007 8:24:57 PM

My people cry to me.
God shall answer.
Smite the oil folks.
Too many poor and hungry.
Fires everywhere.
Crude.

Sunday, October 07, 2007 8:23:52 PM

eyes always growing
and becoming the other
shades of light and dark
like yin and yang switching

Saturday, October 06, 2007 11:45:22 PM

Most minor incidences in life do not make headlines and we continue to believe all is well.
Most of us are left in the dark and continue blindly on an unknown path.
Most of us are hiding from public view and continue to spread their seeds elsewhere.
Most of us are not acknowledged and continue as beings unrecognized.

Saturday, October 06, 2007 11:34:58 AM

It’s not so much about fighting over oil
Or whose land belongs to which ‘Godly’ hand.
It’s all about technological know-how
To best suck up that which nourishes and
Feed the hungry mouths through those metal straws.

Saturday, October 06, 2007 11:25:01 PM

What is the left from the right hand of ‘god’?
Where the east boys cannot meet the west girls
Or share in the pie left by cow eaters
Or those posers who post their hidden truths
Or those who are saluted for hiding
What others must know about their gifting.

They are always taking sides and not mine;
Always supporting each other and their lies;
And denying others to expose themselves
To the natural elements of pain,
shame and blame, like radio waves raining
Into my mind with astral projection.

Friday, October 05, 2007 3:29:31 AM

There is no one ‘God’
or ‘Supreme Being’.
There is but one me
and feel all alone.
There is unity
I can sense your thoughts.

Thursday, October 04, 2007 7:44:43 PM

Outside the sangha - the community
But coming back to play
Once in awhile

Tuesday, October 02, 2007 11:04:16 PM

First impression of photos if orgone and SP everywhere.
And area still bad.
Then perhaps the person? place? things?
Earthpipes!

Tuesday, October 02, 2007 3:01:04 PM
20071002-Holding Hostage

Last Friday for Monday
Last Monday for Tuesday
‘They’ there’s no hiding
To this day and so on…

As others before me
The same story over
‘They’ will never finish.
To this day and so on…

Everyone keeps calling
‘They’ keep us from nothing
To this day and so on…

Tuesday, October 02, 2007 12:55:38 AM

why bother moving objects with my mind
or my behind from off this chair and into the outdoors
hard enough to move out of house too

Monday, October 01, 2007 9:09:57 PM

two sides again
sin to commit suicide
sin to kill others

Sunday, September 30, 2007 10:15:12 PM

if you think I’m that bad
blast me well
so that I may live and tell
about how you treated me

Sunday, September 30, 2007 9:45:42 PM

No more questions!
Either you know or don’t.
The answers are within you.
You are my words
A statement of me
and a story for us.

Endless.

Sunday, September 30, 2007 1:33:17 PM
20070930-Rainbow Children

From dark red apple
To deep purple skies
From gamers’ rays
To ultra violent
From here right now
To there whenever
From anywhere else
To nearby me
From the seen
To the unseen
From beyond nothing
To something within

Gays, criminals, insane, rapist, killers…
All colorful artists, musician, dancers, singers, actors…

Friday, September 28, 2007 11:07:32 PM

Him: you are perhaps too critical
Me: i’m too critical, uptight, picky of all things!

Taken from archive of Yahoo! Messenger.

Friday, September 28, 2007 9:55:49 PM

Me: what color is my aura?
Him: pink or green

Taken from archive of Yahoo! Messenger.

Thursday, September 27, 2007 11:07:26 PM

When I toot my own horn, this is the end of me.

Created Friday, April 27, 2007 10:40:40 PM
Modified Friday, April 27, 2007 10:45:25 PM

Looking for more clues
Yet another headline news
Nearby island views
Usually close kin abuse
Home alone on beach excuse

Judges in their zoos
Local laws meant to confuse
Law enforcement snooze

An unfinished poem about the missing girl from the Bahamas as a symbol of delayed justice…

Created Saturday, March 03, 2007 2:23:58 PM
Modified Friday, July 27, 2007 10:37:05 AM

Twice the eleven
Cast down from the high heavens
Knights of the seven

Phoenix, the Fire Bird
From your ashes we have heard
You are that one word.

Created Saturday, March 03, 2007 2:23:58 PM
Modified Friday, March 23, 2007 3:05:18 PM

20070302-Lost Ball

I lost my ball!
Where’s my ball?
I want to play with my balls:
Dribble the basketball
Kicking the soccer ball
Hitting the base ball
Striking the golf balls
Oh, the stress balls!

Anyone for cricket,
Lacrosse and tennis?
How about billiard?
Everyone loves football.
Bouncy rubber balls
Off the wall and beyond.

20070228-Lost Hoot

Poor little owl has lost his hoot.
Its haunting sound like a wind flute
has been silenced to a soft mute.

It flew away to some place en route
in search of someone with a lute.
Nice shiny boot but no penguin suit?

I’m hungry! Do you have fruit?
Sorry: insects and newt
Mice and anything cute.

Various poems of my stray thoughts.

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