Most give freedom

No thought at all

Because they think they are

Free, just being alive is to be shackled.

Free is nothing but a state of mind

Death is freedom

How is that you say?

When I die

I will be free

Free from earthly bonds

Free to travel anywhere

And everywhere

To see see distant planets

Distant galaxies

Other universes

To be able to travel

Thru time and space

To go back or forward

As far as I want

Different parallel realities imagine

Energy cannot be stopped

Just redirected

Never diminish

I can only see one downfall

You can go everywhere

And to anytime

But you cannot interact

Or effect them

No more

Feeling the warmth

Of a lovers touch

The cold ocean water

The sting of a fresh sunburn

But to know these and not

Ever feel them again

Wouldn’t be so bad

Because at least I have known them. Some believe

You just sit in the ground

Or get turned to ashes

Who cares what happens to the dust you are made of

It’s your energy

Of your essence

Your “soul”

It’s just that

Your soul will be free.

I’ve faced death in war

And a couple of times

As a civilian

And was never scared

Of the act of dying,

It only takes a split second

And your looking at

Your body.

I’ve kicked death in the teeth

And told it

“Not today mother fucker”

But when it does take me

I will be truly free.

Where will I go?

Answer….. Everywhere.

These are just random rants &

Ramblings and beliefs of an old man.

#poetry #CRIMEZONE

It’s on this day

The stars aligned

Just right

They shed stardust

Each one of them

So as God

Could use that stardust

To make… you.

To form you with

Such beauty

And brains.

And the world

Is just brighter

With all that stardust

That you are made of

I am glad I am able to witness

Your shine

And may your shine last

For many more years to come

Happy Birthday GSNG

I love you.

Never in a million years

Could I have ever

Imagined the country

I live in, I defended

I went to War for

Got shot at

And killed other human beings

For,

Would be so “pussy-fied”

As to not stand up and change.

Change it’s laws,

And the way it runs

Federally, State, and locally,

To protect little children….

Little children DAMMIT.

Children who went to school

And then where faced,

With pure evil.

How can the “lawmakers”,

And may I remind you these are

People we as the people

Voted into those positions,

Sit on their fucking hands

And say “well it’s not the guns that kill people”

All that says is “well it wasn’t my kids/grandkids school so….”

Don’t get this twisted,

I am pro gun, only because I’ve

Seen War, and the ugly truth

Of what guns can do.

I have been on the “giving”

End of a bang stick, and I’ve been

On the bad end of one.

I’ve witnessed my brothers,

My friends, get shot and die.

In the theater of War.

The difference between them

And little children……

The little children didn’t sign

Up and know that could be

The possibility that they loose

Limb or life because of those same guns.

I’ve defended this country

Overseas and here inside the USA

I’ve stopped liquor store robbery’s

2 of them, I wouldn’t have been able to do that without my pistol.

Did that without firing a shot.

It sickens me to know that lawmakers are such fucking pussies that choose not to

Sit down and fucking figure

Out some sort of control

Measures to at least mitigate

Or prevent these cowardly acts.

I am for the strict regulation

Of buying guns

Like psychological evaluation.

And increased background

Checks, in-depth ones.

21 year age to buy guns.

If you can’t buy booze till your 21,

Then why in the fucks sake

Could you buy a gun at 18?

There are those who would say,

“It was his “right” to buy them”

“Protect the 2nd” is preached,

Fuck that, where is the

PROTECT THE FUCKING CHILDREN?????

(Crickets chirping)

Right now in this moment

I am ashamed,

Ashamed of this country,

And it’s inability to handle this

Type of situations,

For fucks sake we can

Put people on the moon,

Put people in space at the space

Station, but we can’t fucking figure out how to regulate the sale

And registration of guns?

(Crickets chirping)

And the “weapons of war” statement

Is such fucking bullshit,

EVERY GUN was designed to

Kill. Every single one.

I have so much inside

To say about the quality of the

Leadership of this country.

This “Great country”

The UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

At present day, looks to be

The pussies of the world.

Media outlets and big pharma

Control this country.

Seems it’s not truth,

Unless people see it on,

Facebook, Twitter, and such.

Doctors cannot treat and cure

Disease, because this country

Only treats the symptoms,

And doesn’t treat the actual

Disease, because big pharma

Won’t make money.

Politicians are “silent owners”

Of privatized prisons,

Then make laws and legislation

To fill those same prisons.

Silent owners and major

Share holders in

Big pharma companies.

Then do the same,

Make laws and regulations

To make sure they profit

By keeping people sick.

“If they wanted you educated,

Schools would be free”

“If they wanted you healthy,

Health care would be actual care, and free”

“If they wanted you to prosper financially, they would educate you on financial literacy”

And yeah there is “economics”

In school, but that teaches you,

How to be a worker and pay taxes”

They have “Health and science”

In school, but that only teaches you that when a boy and a girl

Have sex babies are made”

Is this country perfect…..

Not by any means.

But the fact that we as a country

Cannot figure out essential

Issues, such as,

Gun control,

Education,

Health care,

Just 3 issues,

3 fucking issues……

As I said don’t get these words and thoughts and opinions,

Because that is all these are,

Don’t get them twisted.

I love this country,

But am ashamed at the same time……

I am a patriot ashamed..

This is just thoughts and opinions.

this Is just a rant on the gun control issue here in the United States after the rash of school shootings.

Yes I am guilty as charged with

Crimes of the body.

Not the heart,

Silence screams of shame

Screams of guilt

Screams of regret

Screams of fear.

Fear of loosing

The best thing ever to happen

In my life.

I understand if she says

She can’t do this anymore

While hoping and praying

She won’t.

I fucked up,

Scars to her soul

My actions have made.

Silence is a sign of remorse

And guilt,

Silence is me keeping my lunch down because if I speak I’m likely to puke it up with shame and guilt, Knowing how badly I fucked everything up.

Silence is me praying

Praying for her to find some sliver

Of forgiveness, maybe not even that, just some understanding

That I fucked up, and that I’m human, it’s what we do.

Silence is me understanding if she cant find any of that.

Silence is me killing myself in my mind, but knowing doing that would only further her pain.

Silence is all of that,

Multiplied by 1 million.

That is why I am silent not because I have none of these,

But because I don’t want to hurt her anymore than I already have.

Because every-time I do speak, I seem to.

That is why there is silence in me.

(She has no idea)

How much I love her

(She has no idea)

What my heart does

When my eyes see her

(She has no idea)

What my brain does

When we toss innuendoes

And side eye glances

At each other.

(She has no idea)

I want to live the rest of my days

On this earth with her

(She has no idea)

What I would do for her

(She has no idea)

How far I would go for her

(She has no idea)

She is my everything

(She has no idea)

I will never, NEVER stop loving her

(She has no idea)

I’ve loved her secretly for almost

25 years

(She has no idea)

I honestly believe we were formed as one and split after creation

And those who know what I’m talking about

(She has no idea)

I find her so beautiful

(She has no idea)

How sexy she is

(She has no idea)

How big the hole in my heart

Would be if I couldn’t see her

Or be with her.

(She has no idea)

How much I think and know

She is one of the most talented writers I’ve ever known

(She has no idea)

Of how proud I am

That she calls me her boyfriend

(She has no idea)

How many times I think of her

Bent over the armrest of the couch

(She has no idea)

How much I love going down on her

(She has no idea)

The stars is see while we are making love

(She has no idea)………

How far this list can go…….

I’ve never really thought about ending myself, but this feeling of worthlessness puts a different shine to it, not saying I will, but why would I want to stay here without you, my other half?besides another loop around eternity might not be that bad, but we both know this is our last loop….. speak now or forever hold your piece.….

Early in life so much

Potential

With life’s questions swirling

Head so full of “what if’s” and

“I could do that, even this”

Not having the foresight,

To see the forks strewn about.

Paths to nowhere, trails to

Everywhere.

Maybe I did see them

And just payed them no mind.

Just blindly i ran, while the

Walk sign flashed

Looking back I still can’t

See them, at least the paths

I didn’t take

For whatever reason

I gave myself no choice

The only path to take

Was the only one given

Now on hollow breath

The “I could have’s” in life

Form in the empty parts.

Regrets yes they are

But If you knew no better

At the time of choosing them

Could they even be considered

As such?

Footprints through the mindfield

Show the path

Craters from life’s

Explosions, like polka dots

On a bad shirt have some pattern

Somewhere.

Times where good

As times where bad

But they where

All the time real

Soon eyes will shut

Will only see one path

Tired and weary

This soul of mine

So glad for

The paths I took because

We now take them together

I love her with all my heart

She knows it to be true

She has walked her paths

Littered with craters too

Now hand in hand

We can walk together

Steer each other away from

Those paths

That would bring us to

A fork in our road

We have been split before

Right after creation

Thrown to the universe

Left to wander

1 became 2

And now 1 again

I will gladly walk this path

But only with you

Because you are the 1

And I am the 2.

Laying next to her my tongue retraces the curves of her curves.

Every slippery slice of heaven is on the altar of her sex.

Her body trembles in pleasure, waiting.

My hands encircle her hips and lift her thighs.

I suck her clit into my mouth and drink from it, savoring her sweet cream.

She arches her back and pushes my face deeper, into the pool of her love.

Wanting to drown in her, I will not come up for breath, because she took all of my breaths away, past present and future.

Then I touch her, testing how ready she is.

She tenses, clenches, and begs me to go slowly.

Now. I wait.

I touch.

I tease.

She envelops me with her being.

Soft and smooth, to my rough gruff,

Hard exterior, just like her

Gentile and vulnerable on the inside, she yearns for the nourishment I offer.

I withdraw my cock and massage her hips with the tip, the feel of her pliant flesh sending shivers of pleasure through me.

My tongue thrusts again and I hear her moan loudly, unintelligible, is she speaking in tongues? I am, directly to her soul.

And then I enter.

Never has she been so hot.

My mind goes blank and my vision narrows to just the flush of her body and the line of her thighs on either side of my shoulders.

My balls ache and I push slowly into her, with her giving a sharp inhale, I am deep, to her core. I swell, her love is accepting me.

Smooth skin on skin, slippery, sliding in and out, loving the union between our love.

Deeper and deeper, so gently keeping her steady. Rhythmic undulations, bring louder and louder moans, peaking with her body stiffening.

She starts to move, rocking her pelvis, pulling me closer, closer, then again, harder.

The slaps of flesh connect with a pleasurable claps, until I feel that deep gut feeling, my balls pull close to my cock, I feel her walls tightening. She gets wetter, and wetter, pounding of flesh, oh the ecstasy. She stiffens and I feel her insides get really warm, almost hot, in unison the floodgates of my love open up and I flood her with cum, she is shaking as I push deeper till I feel her cervix with the head of my cock. My legs are ridged, shot after shot, 3, 4, 5, trailing of in intensity, till I almost pass out from holding my breath. My body crumpled onto hers, heavy breathing in unison. Sweat dripping, eyes locked,

I love making love to her

Laying next to her my tongue retraces the curves of her curves.

Every slippery slice of heaven is on the altar of her sex.

Her body trembles in pleasure, waiting.

My hands encircle her hips and lift her thighs.

I suck her clit into my mouth and drink from it, savoring her sweet cream.

She arches her back and pushes my face deeper, into the pool of her love.

Wanting to drown in her, I will not come up for breath, because she took all of my breaths away, past present and future

even the fantasy of the ocean we used to talk about so fondly.

Then I touch her, testing how ready she is.

She tenses, clenches, and begs me to go slowly.

Now. I wait.

I touch.

I tease.

She envelops me with her being.

Soft and smooth, to my rough gruff,

Hard exterior, just like her

Gentile and vulnerable on the inside, she yearns for the nourishment I offer.

I withdraw my cock and massage her hips with both hands, the feel of her pliant flesh sending shivers of pleasure through me.

My tongue thrusts again and I hear her moan loudly, unintelligible, is she speaking in tongues? I am, directly to her soul.

And then I enter.

Never has she been so hot.

My mind goes blank and my vision narrows to just the flush of her body and the line of her thighs on either side of my shoulders.

My balls ache and I push slowly into her, with her giving a sharp inhale, I am deep, to her core. I swell, her love is accepting me.

Smooth skin on skin, slippery, sliding in and out, loving the union between our love.

Deeper and deeper, my hands so gentle, keeping her steady. Rhythmic undulations, bring louder and louder moans, peaking with her body stiffening.

She starts to move, rocking her pelvis, pulling me closer, closer, then again, harder.

The slaps of flesh connect with a pleasurable claps, until I feel that deep gut feeling, my balls pull close to my cock, I feel her walls tightening. She gets wetter, and wetter, pounding of flesh, oh the ecstasy. She stiffens and I feel her insides get really warm, almost hot, in unison the floodgates of my love open up and I flood her with cum, she is shaking as I push deeper till I feel her cervix with the head of my cock. My legs are ridged, shot after shot, 3, 4, 5, trailing of in intensity, till I almost pass out from holding my breath. My body crumpled onto hers, heavy breathing in unison. Sweat dripping, eyes locked,

I love making love to her