CDS

With the Chief of Defence Staff, General Rick Hillier. Great gentleman.

human sacrifice is the ultimate sin!

Jesus died on the cross, and the church of latter-day saints is prospering more than ever. let us not forget the teachings: human sacrifice is the ULTIMATE SIN!

Acorn

I whispered wisely in the zephyr at the nadir of my end’s meat.

What are you trying to teach?

The blind. Les aveugles savent rien.

Donc I remain only your friend. Tien.

I could, so I did.

I should, and now you’ve rid.

A reason for this time.

Some treason for his crime.

Dirt in my fingernails.

Earth under my feet.

Streets and dams form society.

But not a pine, nor acorn more.

Poe's passage through me

There was a time.
The end.
Now there is more.
The beginning.
My friend.

But I am getting old.
And nights have turned to day.
The moon to blood.
My cousin and my flood.

I am the megatron,
The Ultramar
The essence of energy
Is historic predeterminism
Said the tyrannosaurus
In the other word book.

Don’t
Or I will dare
And
Feel free or foul
I simply couldn’t sign my name on the dotted line
Lenore.

Waterloo Writings

blood in the water, trouble in my veins.
people can't wait till i am over.
over there.
where the sun shines under lights of stars.
brilliant but alone around earths
trouble thinking about what would be the right passage for a company.
for a planet to deal with solar power. ultimate light and fire.
because there was a point in the cycle around 12 ellipses.
when did i become so old, asked the sun from his children on my planet?
when nothing but destruction is emitted.
that is the time to move up the food chain in the who zoos.
abuse of drugs and body
eyes and eight-balls
did i have the guall to carry out the work of days and hands?
do i dare poke Napoleon on the chapeau?
and sing in the middle of the night
with worms that are my chamber maids.
i did not take my life, dear Horatio.
i walked through the blink and the blind moments of my days and hands, and learned one important lesson.
9.8 meters per second squared.
and a double salute of hands and head to flags and dead.
i have no bread of my own to dip
no one left to kiss, dismiss
or bring to my attention.
i tried to sing one time,
but crime
crime
crime
for me sometimes
because i haven't enough shoulder to bear
my three McGill friends through gravity
and youth.
Quebec is my province
The code is my law.
Think twice per every ounce of word.
Pemmican from the Bay
and the Roy
Montreal says is it all.
But there is more.
more ginger on my fingertips
more clips on my fingertips
more flips, tricks, tips and flips on my
clip
Taurus, dear Reader.