The Ruptured love doll on Chrismas Eve

 One of my dearest friends no longer with us told me this story.......

Once upon a time he worked in a Porn shop...... at the Front desk...  I might say, bye the way.

It was Christmas Eve and he was alone up front.. with a commotion or two in the back cubicles, when a customer walked in the front door with a deflated love doll under his arm... He complained to my buddy that he had only used the doll once and it popped....

My friend being congeinial and it being christmas eve and all he consented to making an exchaned or gurarntee of sorts... he asked the customer to please take the love doll and put it in the dumpster out back and he would give him a new one in an unopened box.......

He made the customer happy...... but when his boss came in he got all pissed off.... about it...

about the same time an announcement came over the intercom...  'Clean up Booth 5'  so my Buddy rolled off with the mop and bucket ... 

Happy Holidays Everyone.

15 degrees under crystal skys

 River Brown dreamt ..... Of MDR wholesalers

Of IDEAS.

I Know she didn't see you a blind lady,OK?

'To have the right part of the play is pleasure'

'Not all things make immediate sense,

Some never do .

So sorry the not amusing.

She said

 She was a clinician....

All dressed in white....

I was on the bed/examination table...

The Doctor had left the room....

She said to me.....

Don't tell Doctor....but ...

Submissive releases some kind of hormone....

Come Closer.

Eyes of Sadder

 Holed up in the harbor?

Have an event or two..........

A true human blue..........

PEYTON GRANDMATTER

Remembering the dream ........

The dream of longing......

to be in the physical form with the the senses........

I looked over and there she sat...

Perfect... not a hair out of place... a cap of white.. with a badge of some sorts pinned on it...

a slight woman... very demure....

interesting roman nose with a slight  crook in it ... perhaps similar to mine....

She was quiet and demure at first......

I spoke... we engaged.....

Good GOD.. on she went about  absolutely loving to suck cock.........

and of course had to interject that her husband just loved her tight pussy...  

Why she was so tight her husband made jokes to her about it ... and the noises she would yelp out ....

on and on she went........ just driving me Crazy..........

Eyes of Sadder........ you remind me.

Some new effort... Mr. POO

Blurbs

Fixation

Charity for time

Constant reminder in plain sight

Well, you know what?

Looking out for you

Predawn cackles

Never enough

Isn't it sweet

The Young Woman in K-MART

The pheromones must of been jumping yesterday in K-Mart.......... Key West....

He was standing in the check out line the young woman behind him had a haircut like that girl in Pulp Fiction... you know the Ceasar  Cut... the dark long hair and those bangs..... he smiled , she smiled back....

He had no underwear on and was wearing  second hand Camouflage shorts... with a tear in the rear...

He could feel his Dick against the material... and it was starting to grow....  he was standing in line holding some marked down razors and vacuum seal dry storage bags.........

Now what was he going to do?

Think about the Chiclet gum.... That's it.... the spearmint flavored  mint.... just to the left in the green box...... in    cellophane wrap....

Of course he had to look behind him again ............ how could he resist?

He looked again she smiled once more...

What should he do.... he thought to himself....  ask her if she wanted to go somewhere?

He scurried over to the Dollar Store across the parking lot....   Oh no!  inside there was a girl with rainbow colored hair and diamonds piercing her flesh...  ....

She was attractive in a raunchy sense... but held no candle the first.... In K-Mart.

Later he thought to himself..............

'Everything is on its way to somewhere'

So,  Stay Happy........OK?

The consequences are better that way.

Lets Say you could scrape everything up and encompass it.............   What Then?

Study it and Analyze?

Me Is Woe............

Teaching or Instilling in ME..................

OHHHHHHHHH  The Girl with the rainbow colored hair..........

The Christmas  Cartoon.............

But  Just let me  THINK!

I was never ASKED.

I wondered and hoped it was not the old lady in front of me wearing a diaper.

The Young Woman in K-Mart.

The Password is....'IN'

'Make things seem like we want them to'

Why you are so clever.........

But, what about those who's life is not so great?

That homeless girl sitting in the park for instance..........

Not quite the   object of desirability she once was.........

Not as Fuckable as before........

She got infected you know quite by accident in deepest darkest Africa over there helping others in some some shit hole of a place......... of the entire World.

She was giving out inoculations  and got a pin prick you know.......

But now she is here........ you see her sitting over there?

With no pot to piss in............

becoming forgotten.......... herself.......

It that your brand of irony?

I am glad your life is so wonderful.... and that you love it so.......

I did sleep with her once...... but I did not fuck her.

May you never stumble and fall.

The sunlight reflected against her oh so golden hair as she slept next to me once in red pajamas.

I think she was surprised......

She could knock your socks off.........

The Password is........  'IN'

Your diagnosis is in.. 'Neon Green Hot Pants'

An open conversation between Professor Pearfarts and Dr. Diagnosis........
or the sharing of an open letter..........

'Neon Green Hot Pants'

Dear Colleague,

Hello, Hello, Hello,

Am I troubling you?  I hope so...........

I was wanting to know and feeling inclined to discuss meddlers with you this morning.
You know of whom I speak I should imagine?

You know, the meaning well destroyers......... that lurk among'st friends and family and perhaps otherwise.

You know the ones that are having in their own minds  'YOUR'  good  behavior and the doing of things just a certain way.....' Their Way'

Yes, Yes, Yes...... the  ' do gooders'
 of whom I speak.........
and their manipulative  thumb screws.........

Is that what is eating at you dear friend?

' Well if this isn't funny I certainly don't know what is'

I would sum it up and suspect you my quite agree with the following for your contemplation joys....


1. The do gooder's knowing what is best for you in a vein is potentially dangerous for your personal well being  and mental health if not cautious..... proceed with caution.

Remember they have word collections and spellings issued by the State and work for Ceasar.

2. They are skilled and tactful in manipulation games way beyond the average persons skill level.

But, they can't outwit your awareness of the situation....... as just given and already known to you and yet again.

3. Meddlers are cloaked haters and ultimately would enjoy seeing you in an insane asylum with me sitting right next to you! and with the group of  others that had previously crossed 'Their' path, in the past.

4, Meddlers are inquisitors  that are pre-designing your diagnosis, and would be future...

Which is nothing more then a form letter of sorts informing the world at large....

letting us all know......

You and I are  Coo Coo  for  Co Co.... Puff's....

Just like we all are.

Hope this helps find and meet with peaceful resolve and solace you so deserve .

May I suggest you be yourself ?

                                                          Love  Outdoing Professor Pearfarts.

Meddling in her finery drawer white as sin:

He wandered around the huge facility.......... it was made of poured concrete and full of poor people with mental conditions inside........ and  otherwise......... a depot for those  at  the end of their earthly plane journey.

His job as handyman was to find and fix leaks.... water leaks....... and they were abundant, a form of his prospering.

It was a raunchy job........  pipes buried in concrete poured decades earlier....  some of the rooms had ceilings that dripped .... and the plaster over was falling away and down to the floor ... watch your head!


Heavens he thought...... that was a close call.

He walked into  what appeared to be an unoccupied room with his side kick and opened a drawer in a dresser,  inside was a black travel pouch with something in it atop rumpled ladies finery, he picked it up felt it then set it back down and ..... he quickly closed the drawer just in the nick of time before an astute black woman  with a  wrapped head dress  made of a brown cloth entered the room and asked in a stern   voice what  'they'  were looking for?.... 'Water leaks mam Water leaks was the quick reply.


'Sorry the little 'Lift' you need to 'BE'.......... he thought to himself......

Off and about to the other areas of the big Yellow Fortress now... where the poor and unfortunate wound up... at the end of their usefulness....  The weathered yellowing  'Stock in the System' that they were  and   had become.

It was a rather amusing place to work...   there was his old friend... in a room just over there... who did not want to do anything or help at all and he was an expert in the field of fixing leaks, go figure........ but not a single query or offer from his old buddy.... don't you remember he thought we used to go flying together... dodging those thunderstorms... you and I?

He guessed he figured   'the facility managers simply did not pay enough' for his friends expert services Fee... so his friends solution was simply to withdraw ..... into the errors of his ways...
or perhaps he was the smart one.... living quietly in his corner.

He reverted to the old motto he had once heard somewhere........ "Do something even if it is wrong"

How nice for him,  the Superintendent came along all smiling with blue eyes  and knowingly shook hands with him..  he gave him a thumbs over secret hand shake...  he didn't really know what it meant but he played along... and gave a wink too...

It was a lonely job.... no friends really , no family...  a couple of old acquaintances and all those leaks everywhere leaks, leaks, leaks, they kept him occupied as he wandered around the nut job with the tool belt...... He wasn't so bad... he told himself and laughed out loud ... besides it  kept him in transit around this  the big old  house, day in day out... like some phantom ...  in a place where some just  ordinary folks wound up.. it was huge.. big and yellow...it was several stories high...  and had numerous  water leaks...  all you had to do was stop and listen.......... for them.... 'He put his hand up to his ear'  and tracked them down ' hearing' was key.... as was listening,  he was a skilled water leak hunter...... on Safari...... after all............

With no Land Rover........

He wondered if the black woman in the towering wrapped headress in who's room   he had been in earlier, if she would be able to tell he had been..
White as sin:
Meddling in her finery drawer.

The Girl At The End Of The Street.

As the two yard boys arrive... she comes down the stairs... that run down the outside of the house....
She is wearing an XXXL  Nighty......... with random holes and a number of stains...  she is sporting horned rimmed glasses with clear lenses that are smudged....

Do you have a Cigarette she asks...  of her future lover...... can you buy me cigarettes  she says I know I am pathetic as she counts out change on the tailgate of the truck and is a nickle short for the cheap pack....

I advise my sidekick... it is his golden window of opportunity........ for a good woman that could perhaps even provide him with a SON...........

He just won't see it that way..... she is a kindly sort....... and has a sense of humor...  she called Me Tubby....  Like the Kettle calling the pot black.......

I asked her if she rolled cigarettes with pages out of the Bible... she said no ,  that would be sacrilegious ..........

Windows of opportunity .......

A blushing bride for my friend........

The Girl At The End Of The Street.

As Seen Thru The Seven Glass

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh  The life of Shit................

The life of Imagination......................

There are lots of wheels spinning in America and demonstrating how to go round and round............

She licked her finger and started picking the  crumbs off  of the red table cloth with her wet finger.......

She held a heightened desire in his eyes......... her skin was Lily White she wore a white linen dress her eyes were black and hollow...................

She did not say much...  she did not want to go.

Delivery and Carry out happens all the time.........There is nothing else to do.

But, to enhance their stature............

She accessorized lots of glitter and bling and things... she wore a stainless steel dog tag in the shape of a bone........ for one........

Her finger nails were painted a glossy color between orange and salmon..........

HE asked her if she would squeeze the couple of  zits on his  back........ she said yes.

She relented when he took her in his  arms........ she liked it.

Observation a gift.......... yet still sometimes  we still go unnoticed .......

As Seen Thru The Seven Glass..........

The night before he dream't

It was brought to his attention about the millions of dollars that would be made in the future with the

'Feign Wave Synthetic Radio'

Interest in prevention

It was a funny dream............ The first vision...............

She had a tattoo that ran up the left side of her spine........ it wrapped at the base just above her tailbone and again just at the base of her neck.............

It was the insignia of the hippocratic     oath.........

 The second vision:  she turned and looked over her shoulder at him.... her raven hair fell.

The Third vision:In the corner of the room a little picture of a face appeared.... a not quite human as we know it face... it had a smallish mouth and a narrow chin..........

The fourth vision............ all was forgotten.

The hippocratic oath and the......

Interest in prevention.......

FEAR:The Blasphemers Death.........

Sandy and I were driving down the shady lane on a motorcycle... a small Honda we came to a bridge with water flowing under it... she was behind me on the seat... she wanted to smoke a cigarette there... so she reached around and grabbed my dick and balls.... the motor cycle started to wobble.... before we came to a stop!

We stood  on the bridge looking over... and I was thinking of taking her under the bridge.. and doing naughty things to her there, that she would not mind at all...............

The Blasphemer was wishing that he was hip.........

and had looked in on the kids  while they were sleeping more often... as they were growing up... more often.... wrapped up in their little blankets sleeping so carefree,  Now they were adults with children of their own.

Fear: The Blasphemers Death...........

Seduction and the Temptress

Point over the millennia ............. is well taken........ bright eyes..........

It is an interesting thought......... how that is......... and remains over the eons........ depicted in Fresco's ... even....

Seduction and the temptress........

Cave Men I suspect were not terribly subtle.......

perhaps they camped on the river banks once  ........  of  the Rhine?

Super Tigers They.........

The Expectations bucket was empty..........

or they threw out the dirty mop water...........

The wanton temptress........

most cave men would want to pound that young sweet ass...........

Its taco Tuesday at the bar down the street.......

The expectations bucket........ throw the whole damn thing over board.......... dirty mop water and all.....

Seduction and the Temptress.

Why is that.........?

Pheromones in the air?

age old ....... Seduction and the Temptress.........

The Solo Flame

Dear Snatch,

My desire for all of humanity or chicken flavored  Ramen noodles.........
which is it please............?

I anxiously await your response.

                                                     Mr. Big.

P.S.

When do we start putting things together for ourselves?
At what juncture?

Or weak link in the chain...... would you agree if the candle is too bright for your eyes, simply blow it out?

Then relight it later.

Rich or Poor....... nothing quite like the smell of shit and a vanilla candle...........

                                                          Of course Dear...........

                                                          The Solo Flame.

She was not so perfect, just fine.

The girl with the silk dress... that had the purple flower pattern the way the material  clung   tightly to her body's curves............


She smiled she had a gap between her front teeth........... and brownish hair.........

One of her eyes had a pupil the shape of a diamond..... the other eyes  pupil  was the shape of a crevasse in the sea bed floor of the Great Bahama Bank ...  that leads into Eternity.........

I made a snide remark earlier if your going to be with a younger woman in America... you better bring a big wallet.

That was when she said  " If you feel that strongly attracted to another person 'age' should not intervene "

Robbing the cradle and all..........

She was not so perfect, just fine.

It's Fucked up Baby! Drop the PANTIES............

The delights of Edam Cheese..........

A Merlot and a Granny Smith Apple............

Under a moon lit night..........

Perfectly alone...........

Laughing out loud..........

"They have it all figured out for you"

'Wait'  That's the secret........

"See how it works"

Oh my God!  It is hysterical...........

If you simply pay attention........

"They have it all figured out for you"

"From the day you are born to the day you die"

and................

Don't forget......... you get to pay for your own funeral.

Don't forget           'Oh Sure'

Didn't you know?

Some of the options don't appear that pleasant I must admit.....

like bathing in mud during some voo doo........... ritual does not hold much enticement.

Nor  do  the poor little baby's they find in dumpsters and rivers and in toilets discarded.....

There is really only one conclusion.......

It's Fucked up Baby!   Drop the PANTIES............

Wurst Of The Worst

'Why he is a fine fellow'

Well, that took care of that didn't it?
The homeless man wheels his cart down the street unkempt.

Jim Morrison sings..... 'When Your Strange'

How true, How true............

Roaches live behind base boards.....

But lets adore them shall we?

I was seeing the stars in layers  of    depth perception......

I say a giant question mark up there...      Really big.

Oh!      Isn't so and so really something?  He is published you know?

Why he writes on behalf of Francis Bacon you know?  I believe they called him Shakespeare .

Why the little blue planet approves even....  well,      some of those that dwell on it  anyway.

Do tell me from the grave  is it hysterically funny?

We the buffoons ..........

Is it just entertainment with no muse?

Why are there mosquito's and Red ants anyway?

Are they for our pleasure our enjoyment ?     Buzzing  around our ears and crawling up our ankles as we slap.

Better a Pepperoni Pizza a six pack then some sex with a pulsating vagina.

The God's must be amused no end at us all of humanity.

Just admire my Pecker please... up close.

Are the God's Sick Bastards?

Who loves Screwballs?

I do I do...........

I think I will have lunch today in Key West with one.

Key West must be a portal a        Spiritual       Vortex   of sorts.......

In you go...... Dorothy.....

Spinning      Spinning  round and round and round...............

You should of seen the nutty butterfly girl I saw yesterday up at the Laundry mat.........

It's  a clad quarter dollar mill......... grinding meal.

There is a special place here up on the highway.... where the police lay in wait of course that is not called entrapment as sirens wail in hot pursuit.

Oh!  I hear a fish jump.......

I dial in the Pleiades on my telescope like an a.m. radio as the  automatic direction finder needle swings towards the station......... Home.

Its dark in the tunnel, I don't see anything in there,      but it sure feels good.

Oh go ahead give him a slap on the back.. and remark   'Why he is a fine fella'

Wurst of the Worst.

It was Key West long ago... December 19th 2019

He was looking out from the wrong side of the window bars....

They released the rats......

The screaming began............

The rats only ate the cancerous meat and left the rest.....

He figured .... Let them eat........

He saw his old station where he once worked... for the little mean little Cuban man....

It was filthy....

Next he was riding around with a homosexual on a technically advanced golf cart of sorts... he was wearing blue shirt and had befriended him... and was very FUNNY....

It was ok that he was not Queer....  he still laughed his ass off.....

He climbed and climbed up the sand beach cliff to the very top but lacked the energy to pull himself up the very last little bit of distance over the crest....

He was thinking about the impending fall..... it would not be so bad if he spread eagle... try to slide down to the bottom and not tumble....

Quite frankly Key West has always been a weird fucking place Perfect...  he contended.