Naykd Poet, 2 february 2013
The crimson blood sport of chasing menopausal lure infusing the womb of creation by seed of celestial god’s making for want to promulgate a presence hitherto unknown by all that circumvents the establishment by virtual espousing rant authored by unknown cleric of ancient origin timelessly iterated (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 6 december 2012
Global forces of evil seem of late, to be winning the fight; a fight against those of our world who struggle to make things right; the right to freedoms for all to live a life free from strife; the strife that comes from fear of being taken in the night; the night darkness that conceals tyranny’s flight; (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 5 december 2012
In the solitude of reclusive abandonment from the norms of civil-psychic presence resides, without limitation imposed and anchored in ignorance, the opportunity for ambitious, conscious exploration; pursuant to the holy-grail of universal conception’s comprehension beyond the confines of neural-synaptic (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 5 december 2012
As a spider’s web that expands to grow, connecting to others whom I will never truly know, though as their kindred and friendships seem endless to flow, it allows encompassing this worldly globe seem as simple stone’s throw
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W pajęczej sieci, która rozszerza (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 10 august 2012
frustrated to the death that which is espoused by this singular mind fails to connect its meaning with the multitude of living minds of others as to garner an iota of intellectual conflagration leading to the reluctant and conflicted belief that either the subject matter is either too trivially expressed (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 8 august 2012
Slumbering through yet another day, which number long forgot, striving for less then a thought of remembrance, to reason its hourly expenditure of breath, seemingly wasteful to an earthly presence but, remaining eternally hopeful to its recurrence.
Naykd Poet, 30 july 2012
Laying naked, spell-bound, following a torrid evening of drug-infused, sexo-erotic debauchery; legs splayed seductively wide, nursing an abused, semi-erect, though mercilessly cum-drained phallus that, forsaking its true, pre-ordained creationist purpose; rejoicing for having participated in this living (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 15 july 2012
A capitulation to meaning of intent of an oral expression is subject to the biased observer’s subjugation to its object meaning sparking a potential conflagration for communicating minds want to convey/comprehend a mutual understanding to a matter at hand that is presumed to have been accomplished (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 11 july 2012
I was fortunate to be viewing on PBS the other night
Military men and women past and present
So moved by their experience
While on duty in conflicts such as Vietnam,
Iraq and Afghanistan
(I use the word conflict in lieu of war because
these are not wars in the conventional sense)
As to author (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 12 june 2012
Armed by the reflective knowledge of the immediate present; confirmation of this truth provided solely by the imprint of the preceding letter comprising the anticipated future structure of a yet to be secreted composition of thought already born to its own virtual reality of presence in space and time; (... więcej)
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