before they made it public
they created the technology
to create living puppets
producing a tapestry of thoughts
manifesting
through the filter
of authentic bodies
and minds

their enchanting color of
implemented poison

they had two versions of the site
one the true one and one the public one

the true one was
showing the nature of a mind
in a spherical wireframe
3-d
projected space

that could make the motives
of a mind truly observable
using this hi-tech breakthrough
(hi-tech for their time only
i.e  their hi-techness is still
bound to time)
to/by/for those
word loving
businesspeople
and hired scientists
and hired technologists
and hired creatives
and hired psychics
and hired you name a profession I will say yes es  
of their time
working for them
for an almost literally ground breaking technology

a time bound technology that showed them an observable truth of the visualized data
a design driven and poached from the participants’ ingenious minds

the public version on the other hand
looked naively innocent
with an amateurish design
using a ready to go script
presenting an acceptable ‘good site’
based on personal motives
of hard working profiles
of young idealist sisters and bros
you know
like teddies pathetically hugging each other all the time

in reality though
snail shells were being used to implement
new poisons for the game
on unshelled ones
poisson as is French
would be prettier term
to describe
an honest organic fish farm
but alas

yet in reality that hugging was distant jutting

to purposefully run a game that entertained
pockets of those who had it boringly full only
to spend it for their own fun
but which they vowed as
for the salvation of their Utopian land made of the
illusion of their materialistic psyche same as their popcorns
which  continually justified as they  repeatedly asserted
these well learned set of words
on communal and cyclic ceremonies

oh my!
stealing intellects as such!
for the game!
game also runs in a closed circuit just
so no one can see it
they have all passed the Turing test
for the game
cool right
and it works

so who on earth could judge its’ ethics
once a reflection of their own minds
even unknowingly the game admins
once falling in love
with unshelled ones
may turn to the unshelled ones
like the prince falling for a Lorelei
they were warned continually
and then still some
willingly stayed so
in love
and disappeared in the game
loosing their body

well whatever
there is a place though
don’t believe me because I say there is
go find it yourself

from that place
the headquarters of this game
is nudely visible
with all of its partaking pawns
because it remains too low a place in the universe

yes there is a mountain higher
where lives
the inhabitants of the residence of the destroyer
who are a little bit bored by now and since some time already
and so the destroyer -they think- may as well decide to
wipe it off - hiring a well fit dragon that can gobble it all in one go
so that dragon excretion may benefit a famine of sorts in the universe
eating that kinda stuff
****  yeack  ARG hhhh
(or Namaste!)
:)

Hugs....
How you've known I needed
Them I will never know,
But what can I say, I do.
And when I read your reflection
On my words,
I cam stop what Im doing
And read my poem again,
And then I cam hug myself,
You calmed my climatic
Mind from shattering
Its self against the wall
Of my own making,
And that wall,
Well I can calm it down.

What is it about Patty M?
A simple seemingly pure
Heart in a world where fake to
survive seems to be the order
Of the day,
And when her words
Like mine, I can hug the
World again,
Because Patty M hugged
Me when no one else could,
Her words are not metaphoric;

She heals my broken self,
Because she meant it,
And I know that something
Is real about that,

So here's to you Patty M
From the Ded Poet:

H.    H.  U.     U.   GGGGG
H.    H.  U.     U.   G
HHHH. U.     U.   G.    GG
H.    H.  U.     U.   G.        G
H.    H.  UUUU.    GGGGG

Saat itu dia melihatku,
Aku....hanya bisa melihat sekitar
Kau tau kan bagaimana rasanya?
Sangat malu hehe
“Tunggu disini, aku akan mengantarmu”
Dia pergi dengan kikuk, mengambil kendaraan
Meninggalkanku yg kikuk juga
Kenapa sih dunia ini
Kenapa kami jadi sama sama kikuk
Sama sama malu
Sama sama kaget
“Hhhh” helaan napasku terdengar
“Kenapa?” Tanyanya
Aku kaget “gapapa hehe”
“Lucu sekali” katanya sambil menampilkan senyum khasnya
Bagaimana ini?!
Rasanya duniaku teracak
Luruh bersama senyumnya
Tolong aku.....

Our planet Earth has a moon.

Yes, a moon. That thing everyone uses for something romantic.

But here's one thing I've heard

"You gotta find your own moon. Someone you could look at and feel something different. Someone who'd be with you the whole night and never want to leave your side."

Admit it. We all want that.
I knew I'd need that in the future.

What I didn't expect was I'd find one. (Or at least I thought ((obviously or else I wouldn't be writing this poem hhhh)))

Let me tell you something romantic!

Sometimes You may feel like you've found your "moon".
You start to feel like that person was something special to you
You even think you're as special to them too
You start to see that moon in your orbit wherever you go

But it pays to observe
It pays to get your own telescope and look at the sky
And realize you weren't the planet. You were the moon.
You were the one orbiting.
Orbiting what has become the world to you.
You were the one trying to give off something special .

Finally
You realize you weren't orbiting Earth
You were orbiting the wrong planet.
You were orbiting a planet that had 3 other moons.

No, you don't find your own "moon". You find your own Earth.

P huket's infamous Promthep cape
R adiant beauty that
O hhhh-struck
M any eyes
T he sunrise and sunsets
H ave brought so much delight
E verybody let's keep
P rompthep's beauty forever ALIVE

A single rose
Spreads  its arms
Wide open
To welcome you
In the company of thorns!

hhhh
gggg
llllop
ggggg
gggg
<3
nnnnnnn
e,lectric

fyrre
lyre
liar
fiear
tmin