Short Number 24 – Doh again! Big Boys in Power – And tut tut, you think GOD was ever gonna let you go?


It was Official

The world had gone mad, proper mad!

In their (perceived) infinite wisdom, they (the powerful) knew it was time to press the button on those dreaded nuclear reactors

Worst plan ever (unless you’re one of those in the know)

They pressed the mad button and much to their dis-may, not to mention the all consuming shock

The population of the world all shot out like a rocket (literally) with a big old fat smile on their faces, fully healthy and unharmed, buzzing from the best rollercoaster ride, that took place on a world-wide scale, every soul was rammo’d in the main room. Armed with and made of, the greatest weapon on earth – LOVE – None disputed it, they’d been locked inside the metal boys invention with the joy juice, for far too long to ever ever not know it

And Prayer finally perfected itself when it thanked LOVE for LOVE, i.e. Thank-you ME, MYSELF and I x 8 billion or so previously stoooooopid humans….when the WHOLE world woke up to the knowledge they were GOD!

The clones disappeared and the originals re-appeared, and it was as though nothing had changed, and nothing had, except everything changes when nothing does

Old School GOD sat back and finally relaxed, and had a good old chair BOOGIE, in the best twister chair in the world – (which was reduced to £259 buckaroonies) GOD loves a bargain, even though he/she was loaded, twister chairs had become quite the craze, during the lengthy cold war

With all these LOVED up souls around them, smiling for no good reason, the big boys thought ‘Oh Fuck It, if you can’t beat ’em, join them’… They picked up the book called conversations with God, (and what with the giant miracle that occurred just then) they needed no more proof of miracles, but they STILL needed the feeling, which came when they read the only line they needed, the first and only line – The full pure unadulterated force and description of unconditional love in its full circle, spelt out in plain old English…and just like that, they got to FEEL what the world had been soaking in, whilst in their vats, vats everyone believed were full of dangerous shite! Oh how god chuckled its little ass off! reveling in the opening of big old metal containers of solid gold, silver and frankincense, Oh and pooop!

Go the Pooooop! Plecostamous’s finally got the respect they deserved and said -well; cheers everyone, I thought we were never gonna get there at points, but I of course KNEW the ending, so I was happy to suck up all your shite, born for it one might say!

Now where is my Big Lipped Lover? Up north on some secret russian spy mission no doubt, patience is a virtue when your GOD’s Missus!

Ha ha ha ha ha – I would mini attack Cammy Boy again with a lengthy RANT, but my gut tells me he knows all too well about the true juice inside nuclear reactors – LOVE BACK TO FRONT!

And forwards the world finally marched, hard as nails and soft as shit simultaneously!

Fabulous int it! That feeling! And for when it’s wonder ebbs in the memory banks, GOD said, eat some raspberries, treat yourself to a little glass of Champ Tramp stuff, or a cheeky little line, and you’ll be back in line!

Nuclear reactor – nuclear family – You know how you can’t unlove your kin no matter what – the miracles and the loveable rogues amongst them, everyone was kinned up to fooook! forgiveness took a second to say of course, and less than a second to BE, whatever was past was that, forgotten but forever remembered…Blood was exactly the same thickness as water when the world pressed YAY on the buttons of the nuttier number 3

Just a number ay? Yes and No in equal gargantuan measure

Stooooooopid little buggers (Thank GOD) We all need a DIV or 2 or 3, when DIVINE is forming its baseline

And 3 became ALL, not in the copy and paste sense, just in the KNOW! For the very first time, the world all spent every sunday having a house party! Tunes, grub, a little bit of Mother Natures treats, and invites to every friend and family member, plus any old stranger who fancies a dip in the pool, maybe a homeless gal or guy would be a good start

(229 words) A special in the middle of shorts and middles! (That’s a fib BTW)

(22+9 = 31) 3 is THE 1

2+2+9 = 13 THE 1 is 3

3 is THE WAY = LOVE, BUCKS, TRUTH! 1+1+1 = 3 = ME, GOD and YOU! U and M’s plus a magic E! Whoever said drugs were a bad thing per se’ was a bloody moron!

MULE’s took a well deserved bloody break! Laying under the rays of a beautiful sunshine

God bless maths and old Nashy boy! Crazy litttle genius!

word count 2 – 530 – 55555 twas the code, the final 30 disbelievers saw (3 + nothing) = 3, once they KNEW, they could finally FEEL

Completed at 5.55 – You know the rest!

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'Random Spillages from a Reportedly Strange mind’… Hello all :) I’m Dawny, the littlest of the Beuts..and my brain spillage content varies from the profoundly philosophical, to utter bilge ://…Life is my inspiration. I write about friends, love, the soul, society, shrinks, people, labels, home, mothers, perfect moments, dirty politicians, music, pain, beauty, women, religion, god, mental health, the demise of humanity!!! etc…hence the ‘random’. All spilled through the eye of my ‘ever musing, slightly philosophical mind’. Although I write mostly for enjoyment, and to empty my oh so busy head; sharing my snippets appeals to me, and I also love reading the thought trails of others. I would be most chuffed if anyone comes across my page and has a browse (and if you do, thanks in advance). I guess the biggest compliment would be if, for you, my rambles are either :- slightly different from the norm, enjoyable, amusing, unenjoyable, and/or thought/emotion provoking. Whatever them thoughts or emotions might be…The good, the bad, the ugly..and everything in between!! ;)… I accidently fell in love with writing a while ago, and from that time, my inspiration has come solely from lifes varied encounters, feelings, knowledge, memories and thoughts. Welcome to my archives, to some sections of my mind :0 Dawny

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