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Episode Two

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Featured on this week’s episode:

She Is by  Nathaniel Terrell https://www.facebook.com/nathaniel.terrell.522 Lucille, Blind Son and an Empty Prince Albert Can By RC James Facebook - Richard Chase We Have Been By Mr. Scribe www.Facebook.com/npholloway Perfectly Imperfect By Tammrow Corneal

Gathering of Fools By Tina Jordan thetinajordan.com Deanna to Florida by  Robert Gonzalez Robert Gonzalez on Facebook: gab Bob Gonzalez @comets81 Gonzalez @Comets81 Gonzalez 

  Not Ok By Christina Siders My Heart Wept By Terry Garcia

[peoplecallmelucifer]

A joke for entropy

So there is a theory

That the universe will just

Keep expanding

Faster

And faster

And an opposing one 

That claims it will collapse in itself

As a poet I hope the first one is the truth

Because it's stable, calm, regular

Perfectly ordered

Entropy after running its course

Existing as a lighthearted joke

On the force that created it

A joke no one will ever get to tell

[view-no-evil]

I am told if I say less, I will be heard more. That my silence is more of a virtue than any words that spill from my mouth. That my silence will fill rooms and be the fuel behind those empty smiles. I am told that I talk too much, say too much, yell too much, feel too much. Yet, when I close my mouth, I am surrounded by the noise of everything else, the motion of everyone else. And the complete and utter assertion that even in a silent room, I am too much.

speak loudly and never hold in your piece

[view-no-evil]

I am a wildfire. The fumes burn and suffocate my heart. Nosedive into the embers of my soul, extinguish my flames or fan them to burn brighter. But please, don't stand and watch. I am drowning in blood and fire and you are so soft and gentle. The tongues of my flames will engulf you. Consume you. But please, don't stand and watch. I can only give you a chaotic present and an unknown future. I would offer you the clothes on my back, but the fire took those too. Embrace these massive rivers of destruction or turn and leave.

But please, don’t stand and watch.