Adventurous Quests

Sparkling Pears dripped from the greenest trees of Shamrock Forest. Inside this particular forest lived a very peculiar creature. This particular creature was two-legged, two-armed, one-headed, slightly taller than a young Pear tree and very fast in the mind. Its name was Gurgles. Gurgles had many friends in Shamrock Forest, yet even though Gurgles was popular, it wasn't happy. To its many friends, Gurgles appeared to be very confident and happy. It was only when Gurgles walked along the mirrorlike stream coated in candy colored leaves that it expressed its sadness. Then one cold blue day, something beautiful happened.
Gurgles was walking along the same path that it always traveled on, when it spotted a dark dot ahead of it. The dark dot darted back and forth among the Pear trees, while Gurgles hid behind a bush. Gurgles was scared. No longer dark, and no longer a dot, a spellbinding Native American girl appeared. Sparkles reflected off of glistening fruits into her eyes, and the light finally reached Gurgles. Gurgles realized something beautiful.
Gurgles had been living in one small part of itself.
It had never discovered the world from any other perspective.
Gurgles was no longer unhappy.
Gurgles danced as the liquid sun drooped lower and lower in the sky.
As night fell, Gurgles bit into a juicy Pear, and giggled to itself until morning.

Thai Bet

Accumulate your particles
Preparing my points for precipitation
introductions function as reduction conjunctions
loco chica's un poco focus
I stops whining when I quits refining
Flabbergasted as a platypus
I enjoys the fruit I planted
cultivate my seeds on the planet of inspiration
digitize my spirit cuz I needs mental respiration
my tions are mingling with my ings and ones
can't feel my bones toned microphones all alone
can we postpone the pain til tomorrow
i'd like to skip out on this moment of sorrow
or maybe i'll borrow some currency from you
at ten percent interest wit an additional twenty when you past due
I'm one of the few
still breathing on my own
and I ain't living on my
lonesome strapped to the owners just like every other city dweller
dwelling in dwelldom its not hell just controlled freedom
I sympathize with the crew of nebekenezzer
I wonder how the governator is shwartzenegger
thank god i'm a two legger and not restricted from play
and my ego is steadily rising like fresh baked bread at subway

Crimson Robots

Crimson robots
dreaming strange thoughts
Learned to tie knots
never pleased unless she fought
past memories of time she bought
spending dough like it ain't worth a lot
understanding every symbol i've been taught
looking clearly at every thing i've got
peering through clouds of misery and pot
the brain might breathe but the feet just rot
hand sweatin stuck in the cookie jar
like dinosaur bones in black tar guilty when ya got caught
swervin through the parking lot
squark past pigs snouts drippin wit roid snot
traffic held up like a metallic blood clot
and i'm bacteria, pace too quick for the average crimson robot
dreaming strange thoughts, flashback to my plot
remembering who taught me to tie knots
why she ain't pleased unless she's fought
where she spent her time and why she so hot
out my temple, watching as I spend unwisely
reenter my atmosphere, alter the rest of my thoughts
ride the beat glide on waves mimic the best and align your dots

Silhouetted trees laugh as slugs race past
Silly grins on free mice spending time like money
Whether or not the mice are blind, they accumalate fast money
It takes time to make time, so why not just spend time?
I fall away from my body, the search for energy, deep into my self, on a search for energy
Hardware neurons wired small and software programs installed within
I float through the maze still amazed at the timing of space.