Magical Realism

Wyman Wicket, questioned, responds... 

Why man wicked?

Yes?

What is "magic realism"?

First there was Photoshop

Then came AI

Reality's been melting

Along with it, truth

Modern art took out beauty

Goodness?—

All but vanished

Plato is dead

Kooka's dead

What is left that's real?

God's alive

(The birds tell me so)

And so I imagine the

God part in me—

My soul—is still there

Blackened as it is,

Slightly rotten, 

But alive, helping me

To find my way through

What's real and not

I'm guided by my heart

It's brain teaches me

To be good 

In spite

Of myself; what self?

Oh yeah, my rot-gut

Lusty, soulful self

How unreal, and 

Almost magical 

It all is!

Beware the Enemy

 

The Annexation of America by the British Pilgrims Society is almost complete

Read the 12-point plan to stop their long game:

https://americans4innovation.com/2024-06-24-Pilgrim-List-AFI.html

More dirt on the Brits (video):  https://beforeitsnews.com/prophecy/2024/08/new-pascal-najadi-declassified-u-s-mil-op-storm-deleted-the-satanic-british-nazi-crown-2554404.html

The first thing: identify the enemy.

https://stateofthenation.co/?p=245622

https://stateofthenation.co/?p=172054

Clicking on the links in this post shows you the deranged gangsters who run the bulk of the evil in this world. They are Communists, Luciferians  — Satanists through bloodlines that go all the way back through Babylon, Egypt—way back to Phrygia — and before that, to Atlantis:

https://beforeitsnews.com/conspiracy-theories/2024/08/dr-lee-merritt-all-roads-lead-to-phrygia-video-2521397.html

Want more? Study the work of Mike King at his Real News and History site:  https://realnewsandhistory.com/

Ode to Motherhood

                           This guy, this old guy,

                       Knows nothing of babies

                       Never having sired one

                       Though willing, yes, but      

                       Always the simple bachelor

                       While loving women, even

                       Married, but not yet blessed

                       With children, not yet…

 

                       That vacancy in this life

                       Ever regretted, a sigh formed

                       Long ago, bridging years of

                       Longing for a fathering, for

                       Motherhood manifesting

                       For pink healthy cheeks and

                       Breasts plump with milk for

                       A youngin’ born, smiling,

                       Clinging to both, to life anew

 

                       To give birth to a baby child,

                       More than once, perhaps,

                       Then holding child-in-arms,

                       Nuzzling, nursing, attending

                       How nice, how loving, closely

                       Being near her aura energy glow

                       Talking gently, swaying some

                       I adore you mother and babe

                       This clunky old man-boy frets

 

                       To watch and learn this craft

                       Then hold, himself, his babe

                       And to open himself to it all

                       Humbly, naturally, a papa

                       Now feeling the embrace, the

                       Mutual embrace of mother,

                       Child, of joyous motherhood

                       All at once transformed, this

                       Old man finds his place, his

                    Beginning again     

Framed

Dad and Mom's old bed frame.

It's for a full size mattress.

We have only queen size and larger

Here.

Notice the two broken circles

In the smaller, foot end.

I was taking it to my truck to

Add to some brush that 

Was

Going to the dump.

Suddenly I thought, "Probably many of 

Us

Were conceived while this

Framed the events."

Strange thought, I know, but how

True.

I was already sad about junking it.

My sadness was then tinged by

Nostalgia, by

An attack of sentimentality.

But the thought came to me, "Oh

Don't be such a fool, you

Jackass!

It's just a broken down remnant

From the '50s."

Another voice told me to

Write a poem about it.

I finally settled on sharing the

Moment with

My siblings,

For what it's worth,

For what it's worth...

          And that is my poem

                             Good bye old frame;

                             Old flame of 

                             Forgotten fame.

                                   May ye R.I.P.

This Is War

 

THE GLOBAL JUNK FOOD CONSPIRACY

(Click on and watch this. SHOCKS THE CONSCIENCE!)

(Click on the link below for another mind blower)

BREAD: SHIT BREAD v. REAL BREAD

Down, But NOT Out

 

Hilarious New Hit Song—She's Got a Penis:  

https://www.bitchute.com/video/opmIiI1cLVTU/

Aging Senators Show Up To Work In Their Hospital Gowns 

After Dress Code Relaxed

Ancient ET

Remember "The Electric Universe"?

Dr. Jerry Tennant: Recharge Your Battery and Heal | Electricity of Life

The Greatest Show on Earth!

Everything's Theater

Inspiring Film

Warning: This one is really disturbing.

Fentanyl and Organ Harvesting in the U.S.?

Lawyer Todd Callender: EMF-Precipitated Zombies?  

The Coming 'Marburg Epidemic' Explained

(Sure would hate it if this happens, especially for all freinds 

and family who stupidly (or were coerced upon pain of losing 

their job, etc.) got the bio-weapon jab.

On the other hand...

It’s mental illness