i think these two weeks at Wimbledon
will do me some good
i'm like a Gary Lineker of
the Security Industry
i haven't had a red card or a yellow
card for foul play
i think that's saying something
i recently made a complaint
about my team member
because i was supervising a team of four
and one "****" got out of
hand a 6ft66 one type i think
if Christianity learned anything from the Orient
and Pacifism
Christianity can learn the Crusade
the Ares Christianity of the Resurrected Second Coming
Chirst Already happened
he was resurrected
and lived out his life and wrote
the Gospels
i truly believe when Jesus was resurrected
he had a schizophrenic vision
of Matthew
Luke Mark
and John
       and all the other disciples and the clock
and i really think that the resurrected jesus
didn't do just that:
ascend to heaven:
well he did in that he wrote the book
sort of reverse i think
but maybe
i tell you:
i just need 3h sleep even 5
i tell you i think i am busy in that regard
today i learned the focus on money
and i used to just throw $120 an hour to prostitutes
today my mother asked me for money
that was a first
well: she didn't ask for me:
i have been her creditor
that's how the credit and debit system works
you deal with family on credit
but the real world on debit
at least that's how you learn INTEREST
i actually owed my mother money
but the fact that i could just give her
$2000 back just like that
before i started writing my father's invoice
i have the money
but i like the number on my bank account
with all the supposed heavy drinking
and smoking ****
a pretty $7,945
that's the easily spendable
and then some extra on the side
but i am also paying back
the supposed hefty sum of benefits allowance
i ejected him
but i didn't take his ticket
and i didn't rip off his wristband
because i was the one making a complaint
about security and i was actually
an auditor i just realised
i could become an auditor
and that was like a second tier aspect
of the security industry
like i could be a security industry auditor
and they wouldn't even know it
it would only take a hypothetical scenario
of an auditor
and Wembley could get its very own
security auditor...
after all there are ranks in the army
and if i'm seeing videos of women working hard
in the nursery and then hey presto the office
and no children
just growing up on the basics of money
i know there is someone out there
who will have visited Glastonbury tonight and
will have driven to Wimbledon the next
day
it was so refreshing when the Sun and Sunday's
Statement calmed the crowd down
from Political:
the Sun is going down
i believe so and there was less of that libtard
propaganda collective spew
i dooo not            |',now      
but i read the newspapers on a saturday
watched the internet on a friday
and then turned on the television
when i was ironing 9 white shirts
and the radio was in the background
9 shirts in around 30min
lost track of time on the Yourk Turks
the Young
trying to get into the cooler vibe
of Glastonbury
the Anglo Disco of the middle dead
high vibe the colourful parade
and all the ugly talk and happy talk vertigo
hotel of hmmm
the perfect time the perfect vibe
i need to see it another way round
trying to make it light
but i do think Roy
Orb  and Son
               Rodney Steward has all that mother
cool mother around
i just think perhaps when i have a wife
who doesn't want to share others with me
or the world perhaps beside the metal arms
and the needles and threads
i lost an ear with Vincent and Peter
two Odins with one Oedipus...
who surprisingly is not treated
as a demigod and for that reason
the demigod was a wound in us
longer than the wound of jesus christ
the wound of oedipus has long been
more complicated than the pop suffering
of jesus christ
a public figure:
but oedipus was a private figure and still
is:
because such was the pluck of knowledge
and what do we know of the crucifix
if oedipus is holding his eyes
in his hands?
who cares if jesus' heart is ablaze:
i don't really mind that...
but the suffering of oedipus is hidden
in the unconscious:
the same love of Jesus Christ
is like Martin Luther King Jr
and J.F.K.
                 that's who Jesus is.... to me:
he is that relevant to me
but i mean: not really...
and why is that if you tell ****** incoherent stories
about him:
so when he was resurrected:
people stopped ******* with him and left him alone
because he couldn't have:
the 2nd Baptism:
apparently the only person in history
to receive a 2nd baptism:
that of death...
the only person in the world?
like many ****** births so special she lied i think
of truth...
          and it is a wonderful world
the mere thought
contemplating the Islamic mantra about
Ezra Pound and Usury or
Christianity of Ursula...
             Anti-Saint Ursula:
when i heard that Archangel became
scalped in Christianity
under the guise of the Black Pope St. Michael...

how much of beauty descended to earth
from the heavens
to dig out the past macabre in the farts
of hell...
          but a second figure it out
i forgot my water
and one day so many watermelons and later
flags like Farrington station:
and one palestianian o.k.
a Ukrainian flag
some local flags
i don't know what statement
was what but i felt like an auditor
that time because i was the one to be coordinating
any ejection:
mind you... he also works as head doorman
at a *******
so you understand what i'm dealing with
what sort of ego:
a head doorman of a *******...
so all muscle muscle
              i mean you think i'd want a perfect
team but all this brass is no brains and
i think i was giving a test
i was coming in for work
for 12:30
so my fast train to STratford was at 11:53...
if i walked quickly to the stadium from the station
i could get there for 12:15
i responded like so
when the "boss" Tony calls me:
we need to replace you:
you're starting early:
can you get here for 12pm?
Tony: tight, really tight...
i'm already on my way
unless i can quantum travel
but i think someone didn't want to work with
someone or there was some disagreement or i don't know
i mean i don't know who i was given to work
with: i sometimes wonder:
so many new faces and the people i initially knew
faded from the industry or became gridlocked
because there's so much psychology
in this industry and even at the chicken shop
i was followed by my auditor spirit
someone trying to walk into a chicken shop
with a plastic cup of beer
and he was touched by someone
a woman with an SIA license
and now i realise the curse of this license is that
you have a mentality like a rabid rabbit
***** too...
for eyes darting and paranoia smell and piquant
taste buds...
but for a life of personal measure:
in writing devoid of this license being active
i have to wait
jeez... until 2027
i am licensed until then and i will have this
line of work in me until then
i think when i don't actually have to use it
when i have it like a black belt
but i don't have a black belt just this license
and without the jack and sparrow of the bullet train
i have no whiskers or cowboy boots...
i am not a cat
but when you can write about working
in the post office
i think we can leave off the post office
and you might as well come with me picking up
Bukowski from the grave
and doing my own Little Comedy
divine was...
not so much with Dante and Virgil:
a new age is here
pagan in my fantasy also secular and post-secular
because at times a new religion is infringing on all
the others
and the Christians and Muslims seem
to be both bemused by
the also bemused Judaism with Israel...
only 100 years ago there was a Judaism
without Israel.
there was the Polish tongue
like a gypsy a citizen of the world
because there was no state of poland
which even now is a joke state since the rulers
of poland are soft-core Germans:
TUSK, MENTZEN, BRAUN...
and now? UM-WOT...
like the British Implosion...
it used to be called England
Scotland
Wales Ireland...
internally at least
but to the outside world it was known
as the British Empire
it wasn't known as the United Kingdom
i also don't recognized that place either
after the British Empire
there exist a plethora
and a diaspora of United States
Australia
     and other Chimeras of the British Implosion...
it's a concept not a confined state
and anything ethnic:
just a colourful cowoahwoahful wainbow flag!