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set me free
i am caught
born captive
never freed
wild zoo display
aliens
watchful eye
eyes of lord
where can I go
what can id do
outa the mind
and all out thy way
what is the say
say hey
LBJ
war zone today
your way
my way high way
fussing and fighting
living and loving
where to know
who to please
left they heart
in they way they mean
love me tender
true fullfilled
love you darling
let it be me and thee
free with me

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in minds eye
is I of lord
god
creator
creator looks within
and sees without
and within
all knowing
so glowing
mind blowing
jimi hendrix experience
flash sale
buy it now
forget thy name
thy way
thy god
thy master
thy christ
thy love
feast of madness
feast of delignt
kill the vegetarian
witch filled delight
generals in their classes
don't forget the masses
loose like a goose
snoozing and loosing
seek and destroy
let it be real
the sneel
the reel
whats to be known
if it is to be forgotten
known nation
under division
without civil liberty for all
yet not to disclaim
the insane
the rain
the jail
hell
the snail
pale
alive
once dead
saw the goat die
then it was said
sitting
sulking
with the smile on my face
if now is the time
to find the human race
tender the touch
fine young lady
smooth to me
sweet the way
masterful the might
of the lady love
under my skin
win
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winter chills me to the bones
this cold autumn evening
I am Tristan Tritanium man with the three titanium plates supporting my neck.
I am alive and kicking because of the wonders of modern medicine
years ago no one knew how to safely fix me
today I breath and walk and do pretty good
i am thankful for the surgery
that keeps me alive today
healthy and strong
singing a song
I wanna be all that i can be
content and free
not so much wanting to be other than a me
temperature
turn up the volume
pleasant the flow
the go
in the know
place the race
human face
the baptist
john of type
beheaded
undeaded
in todays story
so to say it is me
spirit of the tattle tale
who narked of jesus christ
and it is he who will not be saved
saved by murder
of my cousin and master
brother with brother
friends of each other
so it is he that is christ
and me that is not
i am the peon
and he is the float
rootbeer float
billy goat
moat
nothing to love
just leave it alone
christ yonder fantasy
jesus below
for it is he that is he
and me to be free
in land of the yee
i write for freedom
i write for the brave
i dream of the goodness
i live the says
he says
she says
who says
traveling along the way
the ray
ray of light
set me free
stay with me
both in moon shadow dream
unexempt
unrelent
help me ive fallen
far from here
to places left forgoten
and dreams unknown
help me ive fallen
out of hate
waiting for forgiveness
of all the wait
the great
the haze
the maze
maise
in his ways
god almighty
creator of it all
when all was nothing
and all is now
christ alive
let it be
the story so long
devil taken over
fantasy of goodness left behind
all around me is good
people loving each other as asked to do
helping and securing
taking and making
the airwave hate
not so great
idle worship the evil lesson
destiny desttute
forgiveness of the happening
living together
loving together
people wanting to be free
not to poison the earth
not to live fowl amongst each other
glory and right
god make it good
for those i love so
i would gladly perish for
it it would bring a promise of brighter tomorrow
4iyI+I
let it ring
let it sing
it is mi
it is I
give my children a great world
greater than what i have been
and what I am to be
and what I was
and shall ever be
lets me free
slave to them
is like infamy
keep us fighting
it is not about the skin
it is not about the hair
it is not about the animal thy demon possesses
for we are in the land of demons
and here is where we are
demons breeding angels
making lovely angel monsters
to love and adore
cherish for all life
all glory
all god
ALL Love
ALLright
lets be right together
in the glory of our god
in the saints of all rightessness
glory be his name
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Oh wow. So nice, your words.
I feel honored and privileged that I get to live up Twisp River. My husband and I roam around on the hills this time of year and also hike on some of the old roads. We are constantly discovering new places to explore and he has been here since mid-70's.
I'll see a far road, that can't be driven to and want to go there.
I love the West Fork Buttermilk; I love it all actually. It's magical, mystical. Ssssh, let's not tell anyone.
The smoke was bad and choking. Twisp River is still beautiful despite the fires, despite what had to be done to keep it.
The mud, the muck, the torn land; it will heal, no matter what is done to it, it seems.
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The day went well. Drove up Twisp River into a snowstorm around buttermilk. turned around and rode the centerline down the cliff side road as there was not traffic to be seen. the tercel performs like a mountain goat with les schwab tires. wondering what it would be like with the studded tires I came upon mounted for my machine. the flakes were large like puffballs only not so moisture saturated. i love twisp river road. i cruise it often... somedays a whole road to myself. other days the intruders turn up newby creek or someother spot before buttermilk. buttermilk is the sacred ground of the sacred river. here the spirits protect the land. this time of year is harder where the road is closed at buttermilk and privately plowed. i feel a little claustrophobic when i cant drive my rigs to the mining claim of up between war creek and mystery camp on the south side of the river where the large quartz vein is cut in the road. I posted a 20 acre claim there encompassing both sides of the road. the cliff is quartz and the minerals are yet to be determined. searching for gold I am finding perhaps copper. i don't really know what i am doing and promised frank austin i wouldn't get gold fever if i did find something. i would drive the twisp river daily if i had nothing else to do. somedays i chose not to because of dangers of weather. the twisp river is my home and i love it. here the beaver live and the salmon face recovery. summer fires have put a love of this place on simmer at times. the choking smoke has been unpleasant and sometimes i think where is a better place to live. only here are the people i love the most and the ways i know the most. here is my home and here i do live and love with the pleasantness and the sorrow. there are quartz in there mountains. gold yes and silver yes only i don't know what it looks like and how to extract gold primitively from hard rock. fire... somethings burning.. kenny rogers.. and i think its love. lets not hate the good. living loving whats the moment?

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PAL wrote: Tue Nov 23, 2021 7:15 am Really like your latest poem. "traveling a velocity that streams". Beautiful, to me anyway.
A Pearl
glistening on a moon filled night
frozen ice crystals falling softly
protected the oyster from harm
Now a gem
to be loved and admired
glistening as the snow
hardened with time
polished layers
hardened sand center
like a rock
protected in armor
living
lifing
loving
grooving
the music of the sea with the whisper of the wind howling through the glacial mountain tops of rock and ice
enduring
amazed
caring for a community of giving
comforts of loving
and effortless breath
soft as light
the moon
the full moon
the gem of the sky
hiding in the trees
to light the way
from the darkness
to see
what is
shown
and known
caring about the way
the truth and the shadow
moon shadow
the pearl

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Really like your latest poem. "traveling a velocity that streams". Beautiful, to me anyway.
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fictious faints of wisdom in this fantasy long forgotten
where for are thou romans
in the mighty empire of anarchy of kings
hopeful remains for us not forgotten
the empire the empire where is thy empire
all round mi spock
kirk can't set the way
beam me up scotty
lost in space
traveling a velocity that streams

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the restlessness
the hopes
the concessions
the depressions
all in order to grow wiser
to pass on to new generations
seems a code
ranting on and banter
lifting of hope
catching some laughter
sometimes I want to live
other times I wonder if it is better to be dead
there are many alive
and so many died before me
with wanting
with advance
wonderful measure
all in a pounce
ounce for ounce
settling
diminished
nowhere is go
sounding off in boot camp
drop seaman recruit
give me twenty
to some it was so funny
clarity came back glazed
hazed
not such a smile
mile for mile
not sure the why
the cry
mt sigh
reason for the punished
life and death
military might
makes the fight
washings machines
bearing a flag
at grad
I was had
broken
spoken
floating in myself
the sense
the wonder
the blunder
yonder over there
the she stare
beware
don't brake
the hate
the great
lost pace
disgrace
the battle of mighty
the flight of the sighty
mighty mo power rangers activate...

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pasayten wrote: Thu Nov 11, 2021 5:58 am
tristanbgilb wrote: Thu Nov 11, 2021 5:38 am what is the secret of life.? what is knowing? or is all not knowing or ALL is ALL Knowing and i knows not. I is i as body and spirit.
The secret of life (and living) is to die to the world and be reborn with Jesus at your back, alomg side, and in front... :-)
I am Rastaman holding Jesus as highest prophet alive or dead under God. An armor of the Holy Spirit exists in my soul. In my hindu, jesus is the highest prophet reincarnated and living in my friend paul evans. he is special but not what god seems in my fantasy of living. its all plain and simple. he is above me and nothing i can do but be humbled by the discipline of my friend paul evans the prophet of no consequence as yet other than being my true loyal friend. if he is to be christ so be it. it is unknown to me. 4 eye AM not he. he is not mi 4 he is III.

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tristanbgilb wrote: Thu Nov 11, 2021 5:38 am what is the secret of life.? what is knowing? or is all not knowing or ALL is ALL Knowing and i knows not. I is i as body and spirit.
The secret of life (and living) is to die to the world and be reborn with Jesus at your back, alomg side, and in front... :-)
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there is much to life in not knowing. not knowing how to live is problematic. staying alive is the first step.. but then to live is another. staying alive and living are different slightly. living is a step above survival. most eat so much they are in survival mode. i have to eat enough today to get me through the next 10 years in case of famine. the famine is unfortunate. so much to eat but so little nutrition. pop a vitamin and eat calories. sub food. starvation nation is this earth station. we need food. hungry to clean the arteries. scrub a dub dub. lacking. too much bad not enough goodness is a bad recipe. eat nothing but foul stench madness and live in filth. live filth. life is animal.. god i don't know. seems familiar. today in doubt. reroute.. splitter of the atom. destruction of the adam. the eve of the northern lights the nights. light permeates the darkness and from night comes day. the morning is upon the cold autumn morn. mourn the loss and continue. the heart hearts and comes feelings and tears losses and fears. somethings are too much and people go on. growing and not knowing seeing and throwing the cards into the wind. i have been here and will go on one way or another. sometimes too big others too little. what is the secret of life.? what is knowing? or is all not knowing or ALL is ALL Knowing and i knows not. I is i as body and spirit.

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the snow
with winter brings the chill of my bones
gloomy desperation for a warm heart
confines to my surroundings
belongings and wishes
things to dream
ice cream
from the snow
heart melting
frosty
madness to remain
leaving is not allowed
crowded
the english way
the day is gone
the dream is over
nothing much left to say
he is here
soon to be gone
all one name
to chose a song
to belong
not always wrong
so fighting for righting
to party on
sing a song
don't go wrong
with all pong
ping pong
hanging thread taking
make my day
some other way
the sensation
determination
blatant disregard for decency
path of discriminate
retaliate
exterminate
fetus remains human to the mind of the living
dead man tells no tells
yells and yells
does it squirm
yearn to be alive
nose dive
revive
hide and seek
tricking and treating
mixed Meating
my friend the end
the beginning
to end

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F=ma m=e/cc f=(e/cc)a (kgmeter)/s^2 KE = ½ mv² e=mc^2

i am trying to picture the workings of an atom in my head. the nucleus has a positive charge and the electron atmosphere is negatively charged. the nucleus is protons and neutrons. the electron cloud makes the nucleus vibrate like waves of the ocean. the positive moves towards the negative and they dance.

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I AM not allowed to live on a federal US Level because of constitutional breech of religion freedoms with the plant christian. rasta christian taught by rasta creation. that is ras to me. hope in the plant healing the ailments of man. cannabis has caused a rift between god and america. god has given us cannabis at the price of life. we are to do with the option of knowing good and evil through this tree. god will provide as i have always lived since my conception and sometime before. let us go forth and live life loving and appreciative. my family is my life. without them there is doom to this gloomy history of man. focus on the gloom and there is doom. beware of evil in the guise of good. there is little all good and all bad. there needs to be a cleaning. evil exists unchecked. good exists underappreciated by the masses of the cocopuffs generations of processed calories lacking nutrition. fat and hungry is the name of the game. its a cruel existence for the meat eaters. dying in squalor off blood. suffocating in the sewer of their veins. its is the karma. the meat eaters are gross and destroying the planet. let me divide. i am not you murderer of the sacred cow the all giving and seldom brutal grass eating methane machine. i will not consume the dead. rancid at conception bliss deregulation. eating the dead cow. your mischievous cousin. reincarnated to be slave. engrave. steer near hamburger helper needing a helping hand. eat your cousin as you cannot diminish such madness as the norm behind closed doors. eating drinking bubbling blaring. i find your culture vulgar. misstress of delight bring me insight. humble thyself in the glory of the kind. bend down low and let him tell you what he knows. i don't know much of anything. gravity confuses me. the whole relationship of normal force, gravity, magnetism and all is confusing. we have a nucleus made of neutrons and protons which are the sun of the atom. around the sun are the planets or electrons. normal force holds the nuclear or sun of the atom to hold together like gravity holds our sun together in a state of fusion or collapsing hydrogen into helium and up. fission is breaking big atoms and fusion is combining small atoms. protons are big while electrons are small. a neutron is a proton with an electron and thus no charge. spdf are orbitals of electrons around the nucleus. energy is neither created nor destroyed only altered in form. e=mc^2 ....e/m=c^2..e/m=cc...m=e/cc don't understand relationship of gravity magnetism and normal force.

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sensory perception
someone with a garden hose
water on my back
turn up the pressure
wash my mind
I have forgotten
the play
the thoughtlessness
the story
the companions
we must unify in good
yet the evil being so good
ruling over the wicked so well
feeding them the thoughts
the pleasures
the institutions
the measures
freedom to be sick
on the city streets from which i grew
thinking of the deception
and the power of the filth
too much
the city is dead
shopping mall dread
i had vision
too gruesome to share
a real horror story
and the needle pusher didn't win
as the needle of the drug wins
is pushed at all levels
i hope for health
of spirit
of flesh
of heart
of history
acceptance of what i am. just a dirty white boy. a bit of all the bad of every dna cycle. native sioux through spirit adoption during the white buffalo dance pine ridge reservation style. war path I have seen. no papers to dream.. i saw the crazy horse monument. it was great. i loved them. i traveled. avoided texas. someone said cannabis lust gets you hung in texas. so here i was broken and suffering and cannabis keeping me alive. i chose to settle in the methow. cannabis was difficult all over the world. in the heart of the drug war against god's creation intertwined with the pushing of medical poisons and black market flooding of the opiate and chemical highs...breath. pot is good. drugs can be harmful. cannabis concentrates have medical use and should be primary above opiate because cannabis is non toxic. the constipating affects of opiate are quite killer of long term use and dangerous to end this addiction. getting on opiates is a life time nightmare for so many. the meth is nazi in slime. no hope. fill the cities with crime and grime. needles and feces must not be left to take over. dead dog rover. over. broken lawnmower..

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may peace be with us all in the way of not knowing division. its unfortunate that we are all fussing and fighting each other when the criminals are all of us together in a world of sin. i have yet to find the tree of life. i have found good and evil. the plant the hemp tree is opens the world to the pandora solution. so many on drugs. there is no end. toxic affects of it all. drugs to fight the side affects of drugs. the doom of the poison. we are in an opiate crisis. people are on the poppy some legal some not. i am on cannabis. doesn't seem to create a crisis. being without is torture. i might choose death over cannabis deprivation. its cruel and unusual to criminalize medicine and push drugs. i know of no toxic affects of cannabis. it can be concentrated and purified into standardized measured doses and administered in so many ways. high school thought was cannabis was non addictive. tis kind of like being addicted to food.. good healthy food. it is medicine of the purist.. evil of the empire. it shows how evil the government is. lives lost and property stolen legally in a holy war against the cannabis. its crippling to the economy. destroys individual health.. keeps a healthcare system fat and ineffective. poisons can't compete with the nourishing affects of cannabis. one love. one heart. one drug.

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the wind
it moves the air
it blows the leaves
it carries the clouds
to make it rain
so full of dust
the must
gladness slips in
amongst the melancholy
bitter achievement
bereavement
superstition
rendition to the mast
the past
master of puppets
i was to blame
I lost me mind
went quite insane
the hate the late without mate
blue eyes
in the sky
brown eyes
sworn to my
don't listen
never remember
living free
crime free endeavor
i had a dream
martin luther king
i dreamed i was mad
not really glad
the people suffer so
just to grow
and never know
the christ
the right
the might
the fight
for your right
bob marley eyes
no lize
flies in the scent
the rent
repent saith he that loves we
it is us
all for all
I 4 i and I y I
its all just a lie
don't forget why
i cry of happiness
for not to be forgotten
be the he but me
to be free with god
of creation
salvation
lifted
sifted
gifted
the caos
the loss
the misery
to continue
until the end
my friend
never actualized
always growing
sleep
dream
awakened
not broke
no money
billy goat
in the park
the master of evil
in the dark the saint passes
the dream
none seen
there is here
and there is there
bear on scene
graphic dare
sensory share
demon possession
body sensation
jay jay
jah jah
theatre of excitement
it is he
the one that i know
the delighted
the insighted
the left to be known
someone is home
all alone in the light
saving the delight
my friend my family my dad is sick
i am sad... serious...not in bliss
i distract and i express
insides me heart
there is this mess
how to say hello
when to say goodbye
how to love
how to carry a load
how not to crumble
not to boast
but i can make toast
when given bread
and a resistor
toaster machine
with heating elements
spring has sprung
lost my tongue
there is a war. i took a side.. war ... now i don't know. cannabis medicine is illegal while dead baby concoctions required for service.
does not compute
who will refute
the blare
the dare
the stare
covered faces
human races
100 meter dash
spices on my eggs
regulations
institutions
of delusion
the sky
the wind
how everything lives
the rock feels no pain
and the island cries alone
blown for the show
gi the joe
whats to know
the car
the bar
bang the guitar
so far
and alone
so right is the might
in the fight
lets get it right
broken and fixed
superglue welded
bonded
fixated
lost for motion
found for devotion
one more time
lets not go wrong
this song so long
reaching
growing
yearning to do our best
father
dad
mom
wind
flower
from my shoe to you
I need super and glue
full of kryptonite
fly a kite
charlie brown
the clown
town
gotta get away
to say
my song is loud
then i laugh
then I cry
then I lifted
angel to fly
all so high
presence of god
in all love
all in creation
painted in gods love
only love
jah jah love
holy spirit in our hearts
won't stop this disease
love is here
whisper none to hear
no one is there
its us and god with christ alive
in hiding
keeping low
me just nothing
certainly not like angel from below
who will never know
the honor
of salvation
distant gratification
mesmerized by the sky

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alfrandell wrote: Sat Oct 23, 2021 10:05 am good one Tristan!
i also have trouble with the animations,
and they are out of place with such strong poetry.

yes, you have developed a great ability with this stream of consciousness poetry.
i feel a lot of emotions when if i turn my brain off and just read the lines.

thanks.
please remove the animations so that i can enjoy the poetry.
thanks for the input. i changed the code in my signature hoping to reach compromise. let me know if it helps.

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yearning to know him
wanting to please him
he is god
the creator
maker of the heavens and earth
through he all creation was created
i am creation
like paint on canvas
fine tuned
aged
decayed
life
shall i be erased
or spirit everlasting
i have beginning
must here be an end
my friend the end
will of my own
engraved in stone
hoping
praying
the suffering caused
is temporary
no place
evil evil i declare
obscene gesture
vacant stare
place a mask upon thy face
eyes everlasting
no place for haste
the fragrance
the wash
the cleanse of the hair
odor attachment
painting a chair
electrify my gladness
elation of the mind
control godly salvation
satans on the roll
hells bells
angels and snails
peace in my heart
there is a dark night club and a band on stage. honkytonk is the name of the game. who ever swallows the most marbles wins.
chairs and tables
busting up the place
there is my dad
drinking a beer quietly
as fighting all around
my dad drinks his beer
fighting everywhere
and he drinks his beer
never to fear
the end is so near
and the beginning so close
so sling me to the floor
lock my door
leave me to store
and chore
forever more.

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