Subfuscous - A Word of the Day Poem
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Tale of Memories,

Yes to the first part, but more of the second.

Milo milo,

Ah ha, made you surface. This is a present not easily opened, but a gift that keeps on giving Smile  I didn't want you to feel it was worth only one read through. Not anywhere near the standards of my better work, but better than the viridescent pablum I have been putting out...well, Tom knows what I mean Hysterical 

Have an uneventful secular holiday period, and wishing you total avoidance of all you find distasteful, although I know that is probably impossible. Although it does seem lighter this year... 

Dale

*viridescent - word of the day for 12/23/2014

I could tell the religionist were viridescent* with envy, or at least the men were, when they found that I could prey upon whatever succulent female morsel I choose without receiving any obligation for my pleasure; while they were stuck with the ever expanding corpulent voice of "God" that hardly let them catch a breath without permission. These selfsame wives of these poor men, had they the power to bring it about would have settled for nothing less than my crucifixion. Such is the normal redress for anything that threatens the body of Christ... upon which they constantly march endlessly(hopefully his loins are girded).
A question I have never been able to resolve is this: if Christ were real, and for sake of argument we will say he was, then we must also accept that he was also a human male, that is to say, a man. Now, this is what puzzles me. Knowing how men are, even the least of them, even the most Casper Milquetoast of them can only take so much whining and complaining from a woman before they explode and have a heart attack or something else. Yet Christ, who as we have ascertained is a man, has for the last 2000 plus years been having to listen to millions upon millions of women constantly complain, under the guise of prayer, informing him exactly what is wrong with the world and what he needs to do to fix it, and why has he not done so yet, and that they are getting more disheartened and losing faith that he has not acted and given them a sign. Certainly we must assume Christ is beyond the power of any normal man, especially if he is still sane and keeping the heaven show going up there, or over there, or where ever it is, and he has yet to blow his top and have a heart attack or destroy the universe. I think the repercussion of either would clue us that something had happened. As it has not, it must be that Christ, although he is a man, and listening to all these millions of nagging women for thousands of years has not blown his top. This more than any miracle, or vision, that he could do this and not go completely bonkers compells me to say with John Wayne, "Surely this was the Son O God."         
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?

The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
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Subfuscous - A Word of the Day Poem - by Erthona - 12-17-2014, 02:59 AM
RE: Subfuscous - A Word of the Day Poem - by milo - 12-24-2014, 08:06 AM
RE: Subfuscous - A Word of the Day Poem - by Erthona - 12-24-2014, 09:03 AM
RE: Subfuscous - A Word of the Day Poem - by Sub - 12-24-2014, 09:25 PM



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