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About EPRobles

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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love...
January 14, 2017

I D I O T I C I D I O M S

By EPRobles

BEING born human is confusing enough
but the English language is more-so
i could beat around the bush
but would not directly make my point
if i had the best of both worlds
how the hell could you know
where i stood on a point of matter?
if something is a blessing in disguise
how could i trust it since it hides?
and if something costs an arm and a leg
i would have to refrain because, well…
i like both my arms and legs and
would never relinquish them for anything
and if you ever asked me for a penny
for your thoughts — I would have to say
that’s a pretty cheap price and you
can keep your damn thoughts to yourself
But if you bit off more than you can chew
i would tell you gluttony is your punishment
90% of the world is starving and you
have no control over how much food
you want to eat within each bite?
shame on you!
And if you said you did something terrible
in the heat of the moment I would say
you should have waited for a cooler time
so you wouldn’t have regretted your actions

:: 05-03-2014 ::

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January 14, 2017

THE LIGHT OF FIRE REBORN!

By EPRobles

THE hollowed word was >>echoed<<
at the dawn of Creation
Blisteringly fast expansion confabulates
bodiless quanta ~ The Light IS
F I R E REBORN! i met a flower within burning yellow
fields; and now i have a reason
(all around me trying to get the feeling
that always makes me quiver when
I am so high or low and my Tears drench
My own flower burning now. A
N
D you are all I need & I’m within
The middle of a thread moving inside
The eye of my OWN NEEDLE

all red tears of my own heart’s blood
And the Answer to All Answers
is when I met the One of all;
Wonder! Nothing more
Oh, and nothing less begs the One
Come into my Life ~ at last! WHISPERS |
|
_
SO
FAR
DOWN
INSIDE
OF
And I asked a friend, “Can you help?
She’s coming and I’ve been up
and down but Sir, I’m high – low
leaving tears all within me Must be the cortical stack within the bottom
Of my Own BRAIN STEM.
Sometimes carbon dictates
Action ~ otherwise I’m a spiritual
Being inside a soul cage ME.!
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:: 01-13-2017 ::

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January 13, 2017

WITH MY SOLITARY LACRIMOSA NIGHTs

By EPRobles

i wrote the word, “ax” and felt the deep cut (my
pain is nonexistent except for my tender heart \
\
and so i wept purple tears across a tender
pomade
full of black bruises
So i walk the sweating
cobble stones toward
oblivion knowing the next
word, “grief” will do
me in __!
My left foot became limp and as my eyes juggled
perception while the air opened a door to which
i flew within –i did!
who is right
who is wrong
who is strong
who is weak
And, importantly ask i:
WHO ARE YOU? I AM ME!
who are you?
Bruises are valiant awards
across the heart hatred something
else all together!

:: 01-11-2017 :

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January 13, 2017

G O D O F P A I N

By EPRobles

broken footed children
lose teeth oh! yellow
liver and dying slowly
(the priest pissed upon you)
oh, even though now
i know how much life
sucks for the many
(broken/homeless lives/)
i still pray to the
god of pain!
still i scream:
“Hold me up until i’m
ash against the flames.”
Jehovah died as Adam ~
planet X every 3000
years wrecks the best
of plans and i kissed
my heart and now wait
for the funnel of light
so i know how much life
sucks for the many
and i still pray to
the god of pain!

The God of Pain!

:: 01-11-2017 ::

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January 13, 2017

ON MY FINEST DAY

By EPRobles

ON my finest day i learned how much you hate
ME
bruises with punch
orange pieces float
inside a sick heart
WHAT I ALWAYS KNEW
And you hit me upon my
head and broke my Soul
So i’m so drained
A meal-stone around my head while the crows
speak in empty fields:
“What the hell are you trying to say?”
Is it that time to make
myself clear? i love you
and myself but what should i do?
So i love blue and reds tied upon the rails
of a fiery track watching
the light grow: i won’t complain.

i have lived myself to the fullest!

:: 01-11-2017 ::

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January 13, 2017

SO KILL ME

By EPRobles

SO             kill  me.               HATE        ME.

say how much                 you love me
BEE cause i’m weak.

HATE me
and so you waste me
and my name // SO YOU
are the only One
are the only whore
who hates me \\

so don’t kiss me
or rave how you love
to hate me or love me
cause we’re dead.
And hell is full
and busy with lost
thoughts of the dying!

So   r  ape     m e.

:: 01-11-2017 ::

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January 10, 2017

A SIMPLE MOMENT OF PERFECT LOVE

By EPRobles

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January 6, 2017

TIC AND TALK

By EPRobles

tic-and-talk

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January 6, 2017

ARCHAEOLOGICAL STELLAR FOOTPRINTS

By EPRobles

AND like(drain my blood) are
fiery flames and what
do i GET for my own pain?
A PIECE OF the GAME?
EVEN IF I KNOW
THIS LIFE’S SO COLD
So the devil roams inside
fashionable shoes //
no one can Fake It \\
and what ARE YOU?
WHAT DO YOU GOT?
do you feel insane?
like butterflies
with broken wings?
So, I am just living
so, despite all rage
)all the little
tears and torn tissue
of my heart: i am still
living and so tired.
THIS IS THE YEAR
OF THE ROOSTER!

:: 01-05-2017 ::

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January 6, 2017

WHEN THE THROAT REACHES LULLAlullBY

By EPRobles

So many years so many centuries

love allowed me to fade so close

and when you say and when you do

it all comes down

to find out what you mean

and all this time

…and you and HIM //shame//

as He-in-her (and i hate comprise

when it concerns my own heart

and so many so many

little things both so hopped

ended) paintful

So, could have been so small

but died in weak arms (wishing/

it was you)   FRONT: SCRATCHING

away from you

“?” SUCH A LITTLE

THING TO KILL — guilt.  Boss,

it might have been me if the seasons

let (however) us ~ teased.

Walk quietly at midnight

sides: KILLED AND SIDELINED

(She fell with her mouth opened

and these thoughts may be

Memories not yet happened ~ but

they still kill me every inch

Of my Down. Honestly

AND now who goes (WEAK MINDS

Or PASSIONATE “I AM EVERYWHERE

And just wanna be myself;

So you say you want to

Love me and die some.  I am upon

A fish hook and love:  i kissed

every monster and evil

Spirit AND I am with EVERYONE

…i am everywhere with Love

Now who leaves (PAIN+BANG (IGNORANCE?

And a drink for the HORROR i am within!)

:: 01-05-2016 ::

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