art – Page 28 – Musings of the Mad

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My cat is made of plastic.My readers, she’s elastic.I point this out to make clear.That she is really the boss here.

Random Wonderings

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They’re killing all the birdsWith all the cats and windmills.They’ll recover, sure.But I’m wondering if we will.

Waxing Allegorical

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Psalms are songs sung to oneself.I know it might seem strange.But that’s the truth. The Word is sooth.They’re to the soul. It’s plain.For waxing allegoricalIs as old as Lit’rature.It’s older, still, than Sappho.It did not start with her.

Freud was a Fraud

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I wrote this on Twitter and then thought, “This is too good for Twitter,” so it’s yours now. Freud was a fraud.Now don’t it seem oddThat Carl Jung befriended him,Then sort of ended him?

Sir Cumference

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Sir Cumference had an umbrageWith his eternal soul.Miss Interpreted, could work with itAnd then he lost control.And gave it all to livin’His wildest ever dreams.And you can do this too.As hard as it may seem.

My Soul Reads All My Poetry

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My soul reads all my poetry.They think that I’m elite.But that just shows self-confidence.For I am at Their feet.And They control this vehicle—This bag of skin and flesh.I’ll let Them take over itAnd try and get some rest.

Divine

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I used to be a train crash.Now I’m just a wreck.For ever giving into fear,I mean goodness, what the heck?There’s not a thing to fear here.What a total waste of time.What have you to be fearful ofWhen your soul is divine?

My Soul is Your Soul

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My soul is always guiding meHe’s there for all eternityThe God above is within youAs he is within me.

I Don’t Mind Run-On Sentences

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I don’t mind run-on sentencesI’ve a run-on sort of life.And pots and pans and sandwichesWill make a happy wife.I love that you are on this littleJourney with this bard.It’s been an awesome ride so farAnd better’s in the cards.

Perfect

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I had to get a few things.(That’s how you’ve got to do things.)And now my life is perfect.And reader, I have earned it.

The C.I.A. Can’t Get Me!

Apr 6, 2025

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I am making a new commitment to let go of things that I used to worry about. It’s real growth. THE CIA CAN’T GET ME!I can’t believe that’s real.I have more power than they do.And this my friend’s the deal:God will always aid me.In anything I face.And fuckers he’s invincible.I’m glad I have his grace.

Now I Know What Kurt Cobain was Writing About

Apr 6, 2025