Small And Giddy

"Small And Giddy"

Tall and giddy city of Minneapolis where I jump off The Planet News Building.

To the safety of tall ledged buildings.

Someone put a lid on their id.

To the people a farm is a lifesaver's charm.

One square and one circular.

Eating and sucking on both.

All the taste to saturate the people's taste for cuisine.

Flavors of every color.

A rainbow of the universe.

That can be seen by the eyes on the rings of Saturn.

Tastes for their pallets' delights just come and go.

To live is to love in a trance.

Never finding true romance.

In it's rhythm's dance.

Time is marmalade jello where one loses his way.

You must dive head first into an ocean of turbulent jello.

Where life comes and goes, nobody knows.

To time's life doors, I suppose.

Where the wizard lizard spends his life.

In never ending strife.

By Jonathan Billet 08/31/13 

Al-Queda

DEAR DUDETTE,

I PLAYED BASKETBALL ON THE AL-QUEDA ALL-STAR

TEAM.  WE ARE CURRENTLY #16 ON THE CIRCUIT OF

LOSERS.  WHEN WE WIN A GAME WE GET TO MURDER

3 HOSTAGES WHEN WE LOSE 20 OF US GO BEFORE AN

AMERICAN FIRING SQUAD.

          ALL MY LOVE-JON       

4 Balls

"4 Balls"

I got 4 balls, 2 for each pocket and a third for 

a third.

            By Jonathan Billet 9/26/13

Sausage Sprouts

"Sausage Sprouts"

Is youth wealth and old age poverty?

Some people seem to think so.

Your life isn't like a used car that can be traded in.

It cannot be replaced.

Life is precious.

Old age and youth are equally so.

Wind up the band to play life's tunes.

Sad tunes and happy ones too.

Pyramids built out of sand.

Life's times are.

A solution's problem. 

Let life's solution pass you by?

Why?

Was heaven made in the sky?

Bye, bye, bye, bye, by and by.

Jonathan Billet 10.24.2013

A Notable Quotable

"Particularity Is A Peculiarity."

By Jonathan Billet- 09/29/13

"Anyone who has suffered a defeat is worthy 

of acclaim and fame!."

By What's His Name?

Freedom's Clang

"Freedom's Clang"

Time is lost and forgotten.

Never found.

The planets are iridescent and bright.

Stars glisten and shine along with the white moonlight.

The stars in the universe die as time flashes by.

Only to be born again.

I sparkle in glimmering clear rain of dew on the ground.

A wild black stallion gallops across white desert sand.

To an enchanted oasis where I hold your heart in my hand.

You belong to me.

I love you God.

We are safe together in this world of ours.

By Jonathan Billet early Tuesday, Sept. 17, 2013

Dedicated to A. Dudette

Your Day

"Your Day"

My greatest day was tomorrow.

So was the world's.

My universe and those stars above will always be eternally grateful.

For your love's existence and it's happiness' health.

To your wealth and all my love in its joyous cheeriness.

I always say a prayer for your love to be.

May blinding smoke smother you in best wishes for the upcoming years.

My adorations of you will last forever.

Ending never.

All my love, Dudettes.

Have a great birthday!

Love and dedicated to Andy.

From one who loves her - Jon Billet

08/28/2013

Cronut Eating in Tie-Dyed

Jon Joining the Cronut Craze

Dollar Holler

"Dollar Holler"

Every day I grow 10 feet smarter.

Not bad for a slow starter!

I'm the millionaire scholar.

Whenever I get my diploma, I'll cut you in for a dollar.

If sense were dollars, I'd be a billionaire's scholar.

Holler if you love a dollar!

By Jonathan Billet - 09/05/13

Holy Wooded Stars

"Holy Wooded Stars"

Holy Wood stars live in glass jars.

For most, a minute or two of fame.

10 seconds for Warhol.

But always remember, life has positive and negative charges.

This causes brain chemistry.

  

It supersedes any fad's artificial currents.

A real flow.

Can you finger paint?

That's true talent.

I love to write almost as much as I love living.

Stimulate your endorphin.

Don't smoke cigarettes or drink booze.

Drink English tea or Turkish coffee.

The Dudettes turns me on like a 24 hour t.v. 

She stimulates me intellectually.

Which is stronger than the physical attraction felt for women.

My lines are becoming blurred and my eyes are slurred.

The stars twinkle in the enlightened people's eyes.

You are one of them!

THE LOVE YOU SAVE IS THE LOVE

YOU CARRY WITH YOU FOREVER.

Through your finest thought's mitzvahs.

If you can't speak your thoughts, write them.

If I turned on the world as much as it does me.

It would be banging my head until I was dead!

It's like I'm a painter squeezing his paint's color through a tube.

Until I reach ecstasy.

An epiphany that I can see happening.

From me to you with love.

Candy to children and sex to adults.

I'll live on until the planet runs out of its gas.

Until the sun melts the snows...!

For every person.

That's beyond my control's tolls.

Hemenway was a bird of a different color!

She attended The University of Columbia and dripped out of Princeton.

I attended a religious yeshiva and knew then from now.

Lox are on my front door along with a mezuzah.

Fort Knox is made out of bagels, cream cheese, and lox according to Hemenway.

By Jonathan Billet updated 09/05/13

Toilet Bowls

"Toilet Bowls"

God loves to love those who love.

God hates to hate those who hate.

I've lost so much in life.

But I have found even more.

You and I live in different worlds.

I live in a make believe world.

You and me forever.

Biting my nails and wagging my tail.

Biting my tails and wagging my nail.

Be like me!

See like me.

Be free.

Be me!

The jet plane's bathroom has a busy signal coming out of it.

Maybe I can hook up a conference call.

The Starbucks bathroom has a red light on it.

It seems like an eternity to wait.

I wonder if someone got stuck in the toilets' bowels.

By: Jon Billet 09-05-13        

Magic

"Magic"


I can pull a teddy bear out of a hat.

When I blow smoke through a straw immersed in a drink, it will come back out through the other end of the straw.

The real intelligence in life comes through the heart, not the brain.

Intelligence quotas are measurements for morons.

Life is magic.

Granted by magic.

Taken for granted by fools.

Birth and death are magical.

What is unthinkable and unreachable may be magic.

Things that are lost will be recovered or rediscovered.

Change and age are not bad magic but good magic.

Growing up can only be created by magic.

Birth is good magic and death is bad magic.

The real magic happens in between.

Like a sandwich

The Earl Of Sandwich -1732-1852

But what's in a magical birth day?

A title?

Is it a title given by a book?

Or is the media the magic medium?

'Heat and hugs are magical.

Currents and vibrations travel to the mind.

Your mind is really magical.

The seasons are magical; so is the weather.

Food and water are.

So is daylight, darkness, heat, and cold.

God is magical even if God was made in man's image.

So is old St. Nick.

Necessity is the magic of invention.

The eyes, nose, feet and toes are magic.

An umbrella and a roll of scotch tape are too.

Air and the way it floats is a magical mystery.

So are the clouds and space.

We are all on the ground by the planets' magic pull.

Speech and Braille can only be understood by a talented few.

All music, tunes, theater, and fairy tails are magical miracles.

Tea is a miracle, and so are coffee and spirits.

Solutions are miracles.

So are problems.

What I don't know is a miraculous miracle.

What I'll remember tomorrow is even more magic.

Killing is bad magic and living is good magic.

Hatred bad while love is good.

The years can't be grasped and must be magic.

Life is really full of magic.


By Jonathan Billet
08/31/13