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  A different kind of thunder silent and threatening that curdles all the senses.   kenwsimpson.blohspot.com 

Facades and friendly faces images entered in the ledger  of hopes and expectations.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

 You leave behind people you love and see death as leaving  all the friends you can't remember. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

Life is not beautiful or nad but something in between a mass of contradictions  with cultures and dreams.    kenwsimpson.blogspoy.com

We deserve to be deceived  there are no saving graces for left over lies  by politicians or preachers. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

The sadness that defies contempt where people fear to tread  credulous and trusting creatures bamboozled by celebrities icons of straw and fake messiahs.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com. 

 I don't know what to do support Minh and Tuan or attack them for fraud.  kenesimpson.blogspot.com

To dine opposite frozen faces that respond to salutations  with blind eyes seeking something out there.       kenwsimpson.blogspot.com 

I am locked into my sanctuary  without much hope  a prisoner of my feeble old age I don't scream or shout deserted as death creeps near. kenwsimnpson.blogspot.com

You can manipulate facts  to create a fantasy  in place of any difficulties. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

Tormented by my own flesh with no reprieve medically from the ignominy of inconyinence humiliated by such treachery.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

The accident of birth produces the fantasy  of superior bloodlines the division into class and race superiority that is discriminatory because we all consist of d n a with minds.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

 In the sdesert of our conxeption live celebrities  icons worshipped by the faithful mass produced  fans who worship at the shrine of stupidity  with the same blood and bone. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com                                   

Dreams are made in Disneyland and nightmares too because fantasy is no substitute for in a harsh reality rainbows don't donate to charity. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

Reason flees at the approach of anguish that gleefully attacks logic to create a state of chaos and confusion. kenwsimpsonblogspot.com       

The intolerable virtue of staying alive  when the end is death with anxiety sandwiched in between. kenwsimpson. blogspot.com

In a company of strangers have made discoveries learned from philosophers Confuses and  Aristotle listened sublime music by Wagner and Mozart read marvellous literature by Tolstoy and Dickens and taught by Pythagoras. 

  Solitary lives with loneliness in the dictionary  and in our melancholy minds. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

When the wind sings softly to the trees and old days are dar away  you dream of what it could have been.     kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

A friendly patient in the ward  surprisingly went berserk and attacked several nurses until removed by security. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

Thetime to die is always yesterday never tomorrow.  kenwsimpson.blogspot,com

Ttme is the medium we work with a method each day. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

 Welcome to zombieland where old crones convene to die in silence.    kenwsimpson.blogspot.com