Notion's echo feeble aspects By:Christopher Stephen Cluney

Amplify your mind,increase & magnify episodes of your thought's,Brought affections of life's expectations into aspect,not to subject my emotion's to feeble dainty bruises of past flogs harmful neurotic memories...Emulate elusive undone passions so indeept into exhausted despair,lost of coolness seems implanted inside my immoral from constant taunts of immature impenitent untrusted echo's of those who wish watertight worries of undeserved inputs infused with notions of false,distortion...

"My love for her is in my heart"-but can she understand the message,yes"-By:Christopher Stephen Cluney

She is inside my thoughts,my love for her is in my heart...,Who is immaculate to me,perfect in my eyes,My love for her is in my heart,friendship turned destiny into tested emotions that I still reflect on,My love for her is in my heart,..You will to understand games aren't part of real love,as for me I seen beyond our friendship I felt together almost a completeness with your soul,My love for her is in my heart,...I ask her to reply to me,lets reset & restore friendship, Me a true friend with emotions for her...But all the while other senseless false fake friends,with theses devious evil notions,A covenant,A group of liars together as their formulating untrue affirmations for their selfish manipulative reasons only to lure(her)you into a vicious circle networked between separate third parties of "supposed" trust worthy people with intent of promising desires of momentary exstacy with the cruel exchange of giving pleasure to them,(Even though she isn't a drug addict)but a lifetime of misery,turmoil & regret,with a back up plan of blackmailing plots that will never be successful Literally,that only leads to nowhere that(she)you can just turn away from easily,but not to your(her)knowledge,coincidental acquaintances of yours(hers)that intermingle with acquaintances of my own that share conversations about a "her" or "she" that will give into malicious degrading deeds of sexual exchange((even though they assume from hear say of different misrepresenting people,who try to make input about her that isn't real))for a short lived high then when I(me)ask whom this female maybe(after over hearing various conversations),its alway a few giggles included with the same made up story line of a woman("supposed" her)that they just met at a certain location or social gathering,(her unknowingly)that is obvious in many ways to belittle me or cut my emotions down,all while their making nonchalant masked gestures as if it were you(her),but as I listen to all this pull of menacing hurt,all for the sake of their own fucked up pleasure,because they start thinking in front of me & saying among's themselves(let see who can be the first to fuck the girl((her)) of the guy((me)) who is in love with her) because---Sarcastically,jokingly but really meaning--(Who cares,she just a pass around or that they found out her real phone number's,(them thinking)lets talk her into hanging out & flash money or promising material object's false pleasure's((that(she)you'll never ever be able to spend or obtain)(as their plotting)or try to call her in front of me(with me not knowing) & acting as if I'm(me) not their so I(me) can feel like less a man or a nobody)..,My love for her is in my heart,..But me being a man of a different variety,my actions are megalithic,I(me)respond with actions,I(me)react with a side of me that would make satan himself turn christian,with no regret,with no remorse,with a lifetime of their love one's still in ruins after they are surpassed gone,...A little supposed blow,A little blow,huh,...Well I am a good,great man,I am very trustworthy,I am not dumb,I listen,I watch,I conversate,I withhold my feelings,but I am not one to toil with or to be used as the clown of a game made to destroy my life & my love one's,because my love for her is in my heart & I'm one man that isn't a fool,but a man who would go to the extreme to see myself & the one I can actually call a friend a woman(her)I can say I understand & love without a doubt,...My love for her is in my heart,as my mind is with her at all times,but would love for her to be with me in the flesh,in person,in real physical appearance,together here me & her,because she is & alway will be immaculate in my eyes,that what she is to me ...Literally.. :) Dedication:"Wish you were here" By:"Incubus"

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The Creation of Universe

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"OPERATION_DREAM'S" Karin Olivo, An Inspirational Hero in the war against hunger..By:Christopher S. Cluney

"OPERATION DREAM" An organization that is dedicated to feeding POOR ORPHAN CHILDREN in the Dominican Republic,But one of the Megalithic inspirations behind "Operation_Dream" is an Intelligent Kind Hearted 14 year old Teen named,KARIN OLIVO, Who In my heart & in the heart of these little dreamer's,is very much a real life SUPERHERO That combats hunger & provides lots of HELP to NEEDY CHILDREN who really appreciates the HELP,Plus I'm proud to say she is my little cousin as well,KARIN OLIVO,A big contributer of HAPPINESS,HOPE & LITTLE DREAMER SMILES,Well Here she is in her television premier on a local Southern Californian News Station called ABC7, Explaining what "Operation Dream" is all about & how like her,you can provide HELP & DONATE Food,Smiles & Happiness to these little DREAMER'S..For More Information on how you can become a Hero to these Little Dreamers just like KARIN...Just go to...http://allaboutthedream.org & donate,you can also Tweet them @ http://www.Twitter.com/Operation_Dream,SO PLEASE DONATE & HELP US Combat the evil nightmare called Hunger...GOD BLESS & Thank you.. : )

Cool Kid helps needy kids in Haiti, the D.R.

"In one man's brain" by: Christopher S. Cluney

A deft decree of dedication towards day 2 day in society,deep determination in definite deferent defender of dependable mind driven idea's developed mental telepathic dimensions that give out television signals of images etched from my head to your,extra encouraging explicit external euphoria extracting enjoyment & enigma at the same time,evident to the fact that folks forethoughts find frivolity from within...it may seem fictitious but all to real to me,sometimes reality isn't reality evolution in a first stage in one man's brain on a worldwide main stage called mind of mine.

"All that my mind encumbers"- By: Christopher S. Cluney"

A Cloud of magnificent smoke puffed out from one toke off dank,keeps my head changed in marvelous ways...Thoughts surround me with the voices of people I meet in the past my family,friends,advocates,adversary's,acquaintances revolve around & round like a carousel at a carnival in the back of my brain,different cerebral sensations cover the grooves that run deep within to maintain sanity kept away from insanity,connecting nerve to nerve making images heard out verbally all in due time with a current jolt sending vibrations fluttering shockingly encumbering every inch of my body,then their's a pause at my heart when I sneezed,My pulse stood frozen for a point of a second,I am weigh-less right now,but suddenly revived by reflux of adrenaline crashing through me like a stampede of raging buffalo,taking me by storm...A Rush of hunger bursts into a flow-ward motion towards the refrigerator to make an electric signal to my hand from the mass of this 3lbs or more that I keep inbetween the left & right ear,tells me inside to swing that handle to open that shit so I can grab a half thawed out extra big hot pocket that I picked up at 7-11 at 12:30 in thee night time when internet porn got boring yesterday...I even had some Chocolate silk soy milk that tasted better when I added some extra nestle quik to it,when I shifted my above average build 180 degrees my opposite back to my place on the pedestal of writer's in my sanctuary I call my room where I hibernate on what I would write next maybe even something as random as this cluster of sentences I just put together,Whatever it maybe,It all will spill out my mind,into something that makes halfway sense,to me & even more sense to you that's not non-sense but total common sense when your senses sense a trace of a sense of a smudge into a shape of what once was abstract but intact into indifferent meshes of mess,blended in course come together for a purpose to distribute into a multi-universal combination I like to assure to everyone that as difficult as it seems yes my mind isn't detachable...Thank you.