Cage Rattlin' Cunt ~ Lyric / Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

Executive Bitch,
Digital Witch,
Human Glitch,
Waste... out you go you're shit!

There are many immature folks in this world who like to try and rattle cages, 

just little children incompetent, helpless, and stuck in pathetic phases, 

definitely never going to be our worlds' modern sought after sages, 

remaining ignorantly inefficient, insufficient, and stuck cycling over and over again trying but never gaining flight from stages.

Closed minded,
left behind'ed,
tunnel blinded,
un-spined'ed.

There are many immature folks in this world who like to try and rattle cages, 

just little children incompetent, helpless, and stuck in pathetic phases, 

definitely never going to be our worlds' modern sought after sages, 

remaining ignorantly inefficient, insufficient, and stuck cycling over and over again trying but never gaining flight from stages.

Executive Bitch,
Digital Witch,
Human Glitch,
Waste... out you go you're shit!

There are many immature folks in this world who like to try and rattle cages, 

just little children incompetent, helpless, and stuck in pathetic phases, 

definitely never going to be our worlds' modern sought after sages, 

remaining ignorantly inefficient, insufficient, and stuck cycling over and over again trying but never gaining flight from stages.

Closed minded,
left behind'ed,
tunnel blinded,
un-spined'ed.

Closed minded,
left behind'ed,
tunnel blinded,
un-spined'ed.

My View from Here - An Expert of a Short Story - MobiusTripz

A channel is fuzzy but a picture is forming in your mind's eye... wait...reception... lock thrusters and universal coordinates ... dock here.

Then a character on screen offers a monologue... a... from the mind speech out loud as he sits ready... waiting...

...

"Tis not a place for anyone too long, what once was this lush earthly womb, our Eden. The rains once scantily came forth nourishing these plants yearly which unbenounced to us here to now have lived starving, barely able to offer seed for another generation, so weak... and we thought that was usual and normal until now... more recently. After Six weeks of relentless rains, the elephant ear is now three times my height and once for decades only ankle high, the rains all too often nigh. It never once was a third this height in a single season, we knew not so how they could thrive. And the trees! Just hard to believe the swelling prominence they were so different and unrecognizable, before almost completely either to death we thought thriving. But today...

This morning, more specifically, the water has finally covered the jungle like vegetation completely. The weather shifted so very fast and as usual the deniers were left behind I'll prepared, certainly not on purpose but because that's how survival of the fittest is and that's exactly how it's supposed to work.

The house on stilts we rest in and it's been days now since it touched upon that earth, and twelve more feet we raise and then set sail.

The allegory of the great flood repeats in cycles a million times over and it's always kind of the same."

The scene fades as his house rises above its pilings and becomes untethered and gets carried further away through spacetime.

Out here in space the remote works pretty well and I think I will change the channel and see what is happening over in Andromeda now. Tobifht I may even watch some "Friday Night Videos" !!! This new cable service rokks !!!

Defeating the Telomeres - A Short Story

Focus enough energy into one place to push. We do this already today.

Scale it up !!! More energy !!!

Build a craft for a man and focus the direct energy beam and beam the craft to a destination in a second.

Why is this so hard to do?

We are traveling through density not distance like we intuitively and incorrectly think.

We are energetic projections emitting photons of energy like radioactive particles emit energy during decay because they are hyperactive isotopes.

Gravity is really like falling into a hole... your drawn because you cannot fight the pressure pushing you down into the hole.

Earth in its own hole. Spacetime is more fluid the fabric... I think fabric is noe the wrong word and fluid is more accurate.

Scuba dive. 33 feet is an (one) atmospheric pressure! Meaning the same pressure in that depth exists as all of that from the atmosphere to the earth at sea level !!!

That pressure crushes, presses, pushes us and compacts us...

All that exists is nuclear in nature with varying levels of compaction. All thus is actually two dimensional and science is proving that at long last.

We are energetic projections... but what is the us inside? Are we the ghost in the biological machine? The strands of programming that make their own program by the nature of their arrangement? Each one if us unique,beach our own ghost within.

Share love. Emanate love with positive energy you manifest.

Nuclear forces and density... that's all we are... keep life inside the vessel and ill out and away...far out and away... do not invite it within through poor decision. Do not leave the doors to the castle wide open with poor discretion.

Now we must defeat the telomeres.

Little fukkers!

And oh yeah... all is reverse scaler design for nanostructure and nano has its own unique physics, be not confused on that issue.

Now let's fix the RNA and the telomeres and Live forever.

Are we eventually the Gods we dream up and of? Is that who God is... a destination? Yes, God is a destination where I want to forever reside quietly in awe of all that is... and what a view ... right?

Right ?

How do you like it over there?

Art and Vision and Warning - Is There Anybody Out There ? - Share Love

That amazes me is some art I made from a vision I had which prompted a question to a man I know and then an email response from him, who is a physicist and former (at the time) N.A.S.A. expert such as on the oversight committee as well as helping plan the Rover's flight and landing programming in particular.

No promise if cataclysm and no specifics yet chilling sentences of enjoy youth and love and do not let go or overlook the important things we should cherish.

The art and vision is inspired by studies and discussions with others... not just a fluke either really. ...and the future seems to keep unrolling exactly towards my thoughts and visions in subtle deja vu like ways kind of ... hard to describe at times.

I have quite strong precognition that I cannot explain but know exists and is truth and it's quite amazing. The awesome thing is that we are here in earth in a life zone and life could go on here for a long time... people on the other hand... well we hate our own kind so it does not bode well unless we have a catalyst towards evolving... yet still we choose through fear to devolve.

It's best to catch attention of others sounding shocking and crazy. You can pick because I don't care what anyone thinks of me personally... listen to the message because I guarantee the messenger aloof... but aloof does not a liar make.

My email to him was less then a year before Russia was struck and specifically spoke of comets which turn meteorite as they pass through the atmosphere and elliptical orbits and which types were more or less likely to strike us and why. I don't need to hear science I fully understand to heed a reply I fully understand the possible consequences of.

My first memory was seeing Dick Schramm crash in a jet at an airshow. Ask anyone in my family if that's true or not... they can only attest to me being there at less then a year old! I was born December 24th, 1967.

http://www.blueangels.org/NANews/PPPMAST/Aug69/Aug69.htm

The ending could be that way... I realized it before I could speak well. I was about 18 months old. I knew a man died. I could not master the thoughts to the tongue and lips but I listened and I watched and I understood. I still do and know what I read in that email. Nothing is ever promised. Love one another and be good to each other.

The end could be like that beginning before me, my first memory, a big bang!

http://www.space.com/32759-asteroid-bennu-could-be-a-22nd-century-problem-for-earth-video.html

Added at 10:42 and republished.

I published this today at 12:58 p.m.and then this happened after wards !!!

http://www.navytimes.com/story/military/2016/06/02/navy-blue-angel-jet-crashes-tennessee/85310876/

R.I.P. another Blue Angel.

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Broke Down - Lyric / Poetry - MobiusTripz

When I was a baby girl...

I sought your approval from my first breath,
I tried to measure up to every test,
All I desired was for you to be proud so I did my best,
You let me down for ages I must confess.

And so as a teen...

I sought approval from other people less  the guides you should have been,
Not realizing so naive that others often to get whats desired pretend,
Now I'm doing all kinds of crazy acts trying to get your attention for me please help defend,
The little baby girl with simply seeking your approval ... That's all I ever wanted and for none of this to ever end.

Chorus:

Can you hear me screaming and crying,
I needed your approval long before,
instead you left me hurting and dying,
my heart and soul broken on the floor.

Now I am a Mom and I'm really trying...
And sometimes I feel forgotten and Aline and crying,
But these little eyes with live and wide open mouths to feed that we me,
That live me and think of me unconditionally and live me and my kids they bleed me,
How were you all so very blind to see my needs Luke my children see in me?

I need my parents in my heart with me.

I need to know how much they cared like I have exactly for my own,
I question this when I need to know it's solid more then stone,
Can you all just once tell me how well I did,
And how much you have always and forever every moment loved me?...

Tired of living in doubt a fortune teller or mind-reader not am I !!!

I misunderstood your real intent and what you said that day you were mad at me,
But I know you said you wished I had departed during that bout i had with drugs,
And you know what ???... not all kids respond well to tough love,
Many often turn and run and live a life as a whore with thugs.

You nearly drove me there!... I was sick and you were hateful and wicked when I needed you the most.

Chorus:

Can you hear me screaming and crying,
I needed your approval long before,
instead you left me hurting and dying,
my heart and soul broken on the floor.

My children answered the pleas of my wants I needed from you each,
you all are the best parents and not friends but examples from above,
and my youthful teen rebellion still boiling over, begs forgiveness everyday,
I am only sorry you left before I ever had these words to say...

I loved you each so incredibly so.

My children are exactly somehow what you wished of me,
We had zero doctors in the family now my girls make that three!

Thanks Mom and Dad - I know you were just hurt and scared and maybe ill prepared.

You'd be so proud and I will share more with you as I enjoy this picnic by your sides,
At your graves I share the things I wished I shared when you were alive.

I pray others never make that mistake.
Share life with others now before it's far too late.