POEM@@@HOW I BECOME MY OWN BANKER!.. AGAIN?!...

POEM@@@HOW I BECOME MY OWN BANKER!.. AGAIN?!...

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YOUR TIME IS NOW... JOIN IN THE REVOLUTION I SIMPLY CALL:

MINE-YOUR-OWN-MIND .. or better OWN-YOUR-OWN-BANK...

ALL YOU NEED IS TO CHOOSE...

TO STAND UP... AND SAY... YEAH... BABY.. I DESERVE IT!...

TIME IS UP FOR THESE BANKSTERS AND MARKET CROOKS...

TIME IS FOR ME TO GET MY OWN PRINTING CURRENCY MACHINE... HA!...

SO WHY NOT BE MY OWN LAPTOP, TABLET

OR EVEN A SMARTEST OF THE ALL: MY S-PHONE?...

TRY IT DUDES... IS IT SO MUCH TROUBLE FOR YOU TO TRUST? ..

ONCE MORE TIME.. .TRUST YOUR GUT..

KNOWING YOU DESERVE IT ALL...

JUST TRUST … THE WORLD COULD BE YOURS…

SIMPLE... LIKE 1,2,3... JUST LIKE EATING A CAKE...

YET THIS TIME.. AS YOU EAT: THE CAKE GETS BIGGER AND BIGGER...

EVERY TIME YOU CHOOSE TO GIFT YOUR TIME ...

BACK TO YOU OWN SELF.. DEAR ONE..

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Poem @@@ ‘TRUMP WILL STUMP ... OVER THE TRUTH TRUNK...’ by CMA...

Poem @@@ ‘TRUMP WILL STUMP ... OVER THE TRUTH TRUNK...’ by CMA...

WONDERFULLY DEPICTED... AS ALWAYS TRUTH HURTS THE MOST... AS TRUMP WILL STUMP... OVER THE TRUTH TRUNK... OR TRUNK HAS FOUND THAT NO ONE BELIEVES HIS COLOSSAL LIES OF TRUMPETER SO-CALLED: THE EX-EMPEROR...

TRUMP HAS TRIPPED OVER HIS OWN BIG EGO TRUNK... WHICH HAS NO ROOTS... EITHER IN GROUND OR IN THE TRUTH.... TRUMP JUST BECOME AMERICAN OLD REGIME MOUTH-PEACE OF LIE, DECEPTION AND MEDIA FANS FRENZY... YET NOT MANY NOTICING... THAT ALL ARE NOTICING SOMETHING FISHY IS HERE ... NOT ONLY WITH HIS HAIR STILE... BUT WITH HIS GENEROSITY... AND WITH HIS FAKE MONEY PILE... THAT HAS BECOME QUITE SMALL... ALMOST INSIGNIFICANT FOR ALL TO SEE... YET HE BLABS ... HE CRINKLES THE LIE... HE CHATTER THE INSULTS FOR ALL TO FEEL... YET... NOTING MUCH LEFT ON THIS ONCE GRAND DUDE... BUT TO RESIGN HIS OWN LIEING... OR LIEING TO HIM SELF... AS NO ONE WILL PAY HIS OLD DEBTS... KARMIC AND THE BANKING ONES AS WELL... BUT HIM SELF PERSONALLY... EVEN IF HE CANNT... YES... ALL ARE BECOMING RESPONSIBLE FOR THEIR OWN DOINGS... EVEN WRONGDOINGS... ESPECIALLY INSULTS AND WRONGDOINGS... TRUMP'S... KLINTON'S... KILLARY'S... KISS'IN'GERS'ES... ALL ARE THE SAME IN THE FACE OF THE PEOPLE'S TRUTH... FREE PEOPLE ARE HERE... FREE PEOPLE ARE HERE TO JUDGE... TO ACCEPT BEING LIED FOR LONGEST TIME OF ALL... AND TO STAND TALL... FINALLY TAKING RESPONSIBILITY... FOR THINGS THEY DO... THEY DID... AND THEY DID NOT DO... YET... WITH NO MORE LIES... SIMPLE TRUTH WILL STAY ON THE SURFACE OF THIS PLANET...

FOREVER... AND THEN SOME MORE...

@@@ POEM 'IF' by RUDYARD KIPLING...

@@@ POEM 'IF' by RUDYARD KIPLING...

 If—

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BY RUDYARD KIPLING

If you can keep your head when all about you   

    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,   

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, 

    But make allowance for their doubting too;   

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, 

    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, 

Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, 

    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise: 

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;   

    If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;   

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster 

    And treat those two impostors just the same;   

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken 

    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, 

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, 

    And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools: 

If you can make one heap of all your winnings 

    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, 

And lose, and start again at your beginnings 

    And never breathe a word about your loss; 

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew 

    To serve your turn long after they are gone,   

And so hold on when there is nothing in you 

    Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’ 

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,   

    Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch, 

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, 

    If all men count with you, but none too much; 

If you can fill the unforgiving minute 

    With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,   

Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,   

    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

@@@ POEM 'INVICTUS' by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY...

@@@ POEM 'INVICTUS' by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY...

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BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY

Out of the night that covers me, 

      Black as the pit from pole to pole, 

I thank whatever gods may be 

      For my unconquerable soul. 

In the fell clutch of circumstance 

      I have not winced nor cried aloud. 

Under the bludgeonings of chance 

      My head is bloody, but unbowed. 

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Beyond this place of wrath and tears 

      Looms but the Horror of the shade, 

And yet the menace of the years 

      Finds and shall find me unafraid. 

It matters not how strait the gate, 

      How charged with punishments the scroll, 

I am the master of my fate, 

      I am the captain of my soul. 

@@@ POEM: WHERE THE GRAPE GROWS?... WITHOUT THE SKIN?... by PSG...

@@@ POEM: WHERE THE GRAPE GROWS?... WITHOUT THE SKIN?... 

by PSG... 

WHERE THE GRAPE GROWS THE MOST?... 

SOUTH?... EAST?... WEST?... OR MAYBE ON THE NORTHERN COAST?... 

WHERE IS THE LAND SO MOIST, YET AIR SO DRY?...

AFRICA?... SOUTH AUSTRALIA?... OR ANY OTHER PLACE OF NO CRY?...

 

WHERE THE AIR IS SO CHRYSTALY CLEAN?... 

DOES NOT MATTER... WHEN YOU ACT LIKE A MR. BEAN!...

NOT A BEEN TO GROW WITH SOME GREEN!... 

BUT A COMIC DUDE WHO MAKES YOU SMILE NO MATTER WHAT YOU'VE SEEN...

WHERE IS THIS PLACE WHERE PERFECTION IS?...

IS IT MAYBE WITHIN YOUR PANTS?... OR YOUR BRA?... OR WHEN YOU GIVE A WHIZ?...

 

WHERE THE GOD LOOKS FOR PERFECTION?...

  

IS IT IN THE ACTIONS OF OTHERS?... OR YOUR OWN INNER DETECTION?...

 

 

WHERE TO LOOK WHEN YOU CANT SEE?...

  

SAME AS  ANY OTHER BLIND CREATURE... OR ONES WITH MANY PAIRS OF EYES?... LIKE A FLEA?... 

 

 

WERE TO BE WHEN ALL IS PERFECT?...

  

WITHOUT?... WITH ME?... WITH YOU?... OR SIMPLY WITHIN?...

I CHOOSE ALWAYS THE LAST ONE!... 

AS WITHIN SO ABOVE!... AS WITHIN SO BELOW!... 

SOMEONE SMART ONCE SAID... 

WHILE HE STAYED GLUED ON HIS OWN MED...

BEING ALIVE, MEANS NOTHING...

IF THERE IS NO ONE WITHIN... TO FEEL A THING...

SO, WHERE THE SKINLESS GRAPE GROWS?... 

ONLY DENISE GODDESS OF US ALL IS TO KNOWS... 

IS IT WITHIN HER OWN CHEST?...

DOES NOT REALLY MATTER, AS YOU KNOW YOU ARE ALWAYS BLESSED!...

@@@POEM: WHAT THE WORLD NEEDS?... 2016 AND BEYOND?... by CMA

@@@POEM: WHAT THE WORLD NEEDS?... 2016 AND BEYOND?... BY CMA...

YOU WILL NOT MIND ME… I HOPE?!... AS THIS WILL BE A POEM…

NOT TO BRAG MUCH… YET THIS IS MY WAY OF THE NEW AND SUCH…

SUCH ARE THE TIMES WHERE WE GRIND THE OLD MATERIAL LAND…

WHERE NOW IS A TIME, WHERE LAND COULD BE ALL WE IMAGINE WITHOUT THE BAND… 

SUCH ARE THE TIMES, THAT WILL BE NO MORE… 

WHERE ONLY ONE LINE OF TIME… YET ORGANIC IN NATURE WILL STAND…

TIME IS NOW TO FIND A WAY… SOME COURAGE I WOULD SAY…

TO GRIND THIS OLD FEAR … TO SHED THE SHYNESS OF THE FAMOUS GALORE…

TIME IS NOW… TO BECOME INTEGRAL PART OF THE HUMAN WITHIN…

TIME IS HERE… TO STOP BEING GREEDY PRICK, ABUSER AND A PRIEST…

WHEN WE KNOW THAT OLD IS JUST OLD… TIRED AND NOT SO BOLD…

WE CAN JOIN WITH THE SOULS LIKE YOU… WHO FEEL MORE THAN EYE CAN SEE…

YES… SOUL SEES WITH YOUR HEART… 

YET, IT HAS NO EYES, EARS OR NOSE TO FEEL THE OLDNESS OF THE GREEDY FART…

SOUL SEES IT ALL…

SO WHY FIGHT IT ANYMORE?... WHY DENY IT FOR A DAY LONGER?...

ACCEPTING THAT WE ARE THE CHANGE THAT WILL CHANGE THE WORLD?...

IT CANNOT BE SO SIMPLE!... AGNOSTIC WOULD SAY!...

YET, HERE NO ONE MENTIONED GOD OR SUCH TREACHEROUS THING!...

I AM TALKING ABOUT YOU… YOUR GOD WITHIN…

THAT RULES THESE LANDS FOR MILLENNIA AT THE TIME…

NOT REALLY KNOWING THAT TIME OF HEART IS HERE…

AS ONLY HEART KNOWS IT…

DEEP DOWN WITHIN ITS CORE… 

YOUR HEART KNOWS IT ALL!...

WITHOUT A COMPUTER GLITCH OR A EMOTIONAL TWITCH!… HEART IS IT!...