'turn the other cheek' timothy r gates, 8/18/2008
turn
other cheek
-not into that?
Military exam
refusal from
both
ends
(meet the middle)
turn
other cheek
-how many times?
S&M,
necessary for warriors
(mystics)
ohm
kyrie eleison
Gospodi pomilui
....let me
be free from death's demise
(whose, who's?)
turn the other
cheek?
'turn the other cheek II' timothy 8/18/2008
dance
sit
play
shit
turn the...
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turn
other cheek
-not into that?
Military exam
refusal from
both
ends
(meet the middle)
turn
other cheek
-how many times?
S&M,
necessary for warriors
(mystics)
ohm
kyrie eleison
Gospodi pomilui
....let me
be free from death's demise
(whose, who's?)
turn the other
cheek?
'turn the other cheek II' timothy 8/18/2008
dance
sit
play
shit
turn the...
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'test' timothy r gates, 8/19/2008
atheist test:
during orgasms
do you yell out,
'Oh, G-o-d!?'
theist test:
do you do the same,
ignoring prohibition
regarding profanity?
Agnostic test:
at the same heights
are you conflicted?
G-o-d test:
when fucking us
do yo yell out,
'Oh, P-e-o-p-l-e!?'
(this is where
i hope for a sense of humor,
divine,
human-e;
or...., for me
it's,
'Oh, shit!')
atheist test:
during orgasms
do you yell out,
'Oh, G-o-d!?'
theist test:
do you do the same,
ignoring prohibition
regarding profanity?
Agnostic test:
at the same heights
are you conflicted?
G-o-d test:
when fucking us
do yo yell out,
'Oh, P-e-o-p-l-e!?'
(this is where
i hope for a sense of humor,
divine,
human-e;
or...., for me
it's,
'Oh, shit!')
'eat my flesh' timothy r gates, 8/15/2008 (inspired by Namaste)
Prayers ascend
descend
resurrect
tomorrows
now
'eat my flesh;
drink my blood'
we all do the same,
if we dare
hate;
love.
Four and twenty elders,
smoke of their incense
arrives,
divine Eros' bong.
She says,
'eat me.'
i comply.
Hell's flames embraced,
heaven's domain.
We all eat
we all drink
we all pray,
not...
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Prayers ascend
descend
resurrect
tomorrows
now
'eat my flesh;
drink my blood'
we all do the same,
if we dare
hate;
love.
Four and twenty elders,
smoke of their incense
arrives,
divine Eros' bong.
She says,
'eat me.'
i comply.
Hell's flames embraced,
heaven's domain.
We all eat
we all drink
we all pray,
not...
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bushka:
thank you for stopping by as always, hope you have a good week 
'every kiss' or 'my store bought hippie clothes' timothy r gates, 8/14/2008
kiss,
every one
i remember
mind's eye
better, these days,
than my eyes.
at 17,
eyes better.
every kiss
each one:
the best!
was a hippie,
in my mind,
on the picket lines,
wearing my store bought
pants made out of a flag,
from a men's store,
an american crest shirt,
with a...
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kiss,
every one
i remember
mind's eye
better, these days,
than my eyes.
at 17,
eyes better.
every kiss
each one:
the best!
was a hippie,
in my mind,
on the picket lines,
wearing my store bought
pants made out of a flag,
from a men's store,
an american crest shirt,
with a...
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'there's nothing wrong with us' timothy r gates, 8/13/2008 (from one with nothing wrong, either)
there's nothing with us.
'forgive and forget,' i was told
'didn't jesus do this for you?' i was told
i remember that one time,
she was 15, me 16,
she got frightened,
me too,
her, 'no,' was sufficient for me
never forgot this,
still can feel it,
right now.
I...
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there's nothing with us.
'forgive and forget,' i was told
'didn't jesus do this for you?' i was told
i remember that one time,
she was 15, me 16,
she got frightened,
me too,
her, 'no,' was sufficient for me
never forgot this,
still can feel it,
right now.
I...
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brown' timothy r gates, 8/12/2008
eyes
skin
day
add this pigment
that hue
still brown
no such thing as white or black
only with pigments and sun,
or lack thereof.
brown
chocolate
covered with more,
white chocolate,
still
brown.
yes, coffee's like that
too.
eyes
skin
day
add this pigment
that hue
still brown
no such thing as white or black
only with pigments and sun,
or lack thereof.
brown
chocolate
covered with more,
white chocolate,
still
brown.
yes, coffee's like that
too.
tita:
Hmmm...that reminds me of two of my favourite things> coffee time (cinnamon dolce~ yum!) and tanning on pool deck. I imagine it has another deeper meaning, but that's what I'm taking from it today 
Do you love it?
Tita "Mystery Package"
Besos*
Do you love it?
Tita "Mystery Package"
Besos*
'trauma of this repose' timothy r gates, 8/11/2008
'Death, oh, where
is thy sting?'
the prophet rhetorically cries.
the divine son screamed,
'why have you left me alone?'
i've prayed for it
tried to effect it
have affected it
still, alas,
to it's chagrin,
i'm here.
Bless the day,
i do.
Curse the same day,
not any longer.
The day is only one,
one fucking...
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'Death, oh, where
is thy sting?'
the prophet rhetorically cries.
the divine son screamed,
'why have you left me alone?'
i've prayed for it
tried to effect it
have affected it
still, alas,
to it's chagrin,
i'm here.
Bless the day,
i do.
Curse the same day,
not any longer.
The day is only one,
one fucking...
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archie:
Thanx for the lovely comment you left me on catnap dreams, im glad there are some people that appreciate it
renna:
Hey!
Thanks so much for your comment on my set!
You're awesome!
Thanks so much for your comment on my set!
You're awesome!
'Genesis Story' timothy r gates, 8/9/2008
for myself,
i find,
layer
after layer,
peeled,
leaving more
not ready
to be removed,
only so many 'I's' able to be perceived,
at least today
at once.
then,
there's next time.
Garden's hiss,
'be something other than you,
be me, or him, or her, them, it, or g-o-d,'
icon of silliness,
not able to behold true beauty,
calling...
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for myself,
i find,
layer
after layer,
peeled,
leaving more
not ready
to be removed,
only so many 'I's' able to be perceived,
at least today
at once.
then,
there's next time.
Garden's hiss,
'be something other than you,
be me, or him, or her, them, it, or g-o-d,'
icon of silliness,
not able to behold true beauty,
calling...
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nena:
Thanks for your comment on my last set, I'm glad you liked it!
'fucking' timothy r gates 8/7/8
fucking, always good,
called love, sex, screwing,
fucking,
afterwards, reflection
defined, true, false, just is
fucking,
we do remember the best of all,
the first time it was yelled,
'fuck me! fuck me!'
and we were not alone.
then, again,
reflection.
love it, yes, timothy
fucking, always good,
called love, sex, screwing,
fucking,
afterwards, reflection
defined, true, false, just is
fucking,
we do remember the best of all,
the first time it was yelled,
'fuck me! fuck me!'
and we were not alone.
then, again,
reflection.
love it, yes, timothy
'Passion' timothy r gates, 8/05/2008
drive
passion
dispassionate passion
not controlled
in control
no drive
driven
not by you
me
them
egoism's goal
ego's eros
sings a tune
in tune
with dissonance
in constancy
harmony
cacophony's beauty
synthesis demise = synergy
bring your I
my I comes too
we cum
some
sum
damn, now that's a melody.
drive
passion
dispassionate passion
not controlled
in control
no drive
driven
not by you
me
them
egoism's goal
ego's eros
sings a tune
in tune
with dissonance
in constancy
harmony
cacophony's beauty
synthesis demise = synergy
bring your I
my I comes too
we cum
some
sum
damn, now that's a melody.
tita:
That was rad~ and so was your thoughtful comment
Thanks so much!
Besos*
Thanks so much!
Besos*
'we and I' timothy r gates, 8/05/2008
'we' and 'I'
a big club
presumption, this is bigotry,
not merely prejudice,
the job of those lacking a certain knowledge,
self awareness,
'we' forget that all of the 'I's'
there is no 'I' without a 'we'
and,
there's no choice as to whose 'I's' are part of the 'we'
so,
nakedness
honesty
screams
to the teams
'there's...
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'we' and 'I'
a big club
presumption, this is bigotry,
not merely prejudice,
the job of those lacking a certain knowledge,
self awareness,
'we' forget that all of the 'I's'
there is no 'I' without a 'we'
and,
there's no choice as to whose 'I's' are part of the 'we'
so,
nakedness
honesty
screams
to the teams
'there's...
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'Dreamed' timothy r gates, 8/05/2008
Four,
dreamed of dying,
going to heaven with daddy's daddy,
where no more sad tears fell.
Six,
dreamed of speaking,
unafraid,
therapy began,
back then they only thought I didn't talk.
Ten,
dreamed of freedom,
no more sports,
keeping up for friends and dad,
liberated from testosterone enslavement.
Twelve,
dreamed of Boston Jazz Institute,
(principle chair, no dream,
through graduation),...
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Four,
dreamed of dying,
going to heaven with daddy's daddy,
where no more sad tears fell.
Six,
dreamed of speaking,
unafraid,
therapy began,
back then they only thought I didn't talk.
Ten,
dreamed of freedom,
no more sports,
keeping up for friends and dad,
liberated from testosterone enslavement.
Twelve,
dreamed of Boston Jazz Institute,
(principle chair, no dream,
through graduation),...
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opaque:
thanks for your comment dear