I’m in love with a Crpto Girl, she’s from Singapore and Hong Kong.

Making large on investments now, I will see her, won’t be long.

I’m in love with a Crypto Girl, from Hong Kong and Singapore.

We are making bank and large and there might be something more.

I met Maggie on the online, she was living in San Fran.

I got a taste for Asian; and I just do the best I can.

I met Julie on the Facebook she’s in Miami F-L-A.

I asked if we could have a video chat and she just kinda went away.

I’m not saying that they’re imposters. No I am not that rude.

The thought did cross my mind last night, AM I talking to a dude?

I’m in love with a Crypto Girl, she’s from Singapore and Hong Kong.

She is living in with the valley girls in a land that’s gone quite wrong.

I’m in love with a Crypto Girl, she’s from Hong Kong and Singapore.

We are making bank and large and there might be something more.

Today I am meditating on my IMPATIENCE.

Why is probably not important. I am.

Bodies have been strewn in the wake of my past impatient moments and to those I offer my condolences. You poor bastards!!

My awareness is being raised and I am now a vehicle of change. Look out! A brand new version of yours truly is about to be unleashed and when that happens…

I don’t know, but change is coming. I have a new teacher and her name is Maggie.

The first Love is the naive Love. In which you get hurt because the person we are with could never live up to your grand idealistic expectations. This may be the true Love.

The second Love. Is the ego Love and this is one where we learn the lessons from the first one and make demands to ensure whomever we’re with in this relationship knows the pain we experienced in the first Love and there will be hell to pay.

The third Love is where we learn to put up healthy boundaries and become less demanding. This is the last Love and the one with the greatest chance of success.

Whatever the hell that is.

It’s been almost a year since the stress left. After a decade of daily insanity… There’s an Adjustment period.

You don’t just come out of the Trauma without certain tics and twitches; expectations of the next bomb.

My therapist warned me that the time of doing nothing except Adjusting to normal from trauma, as being necessary.

The writing has helped.

Thank you all for listening!

I’m ready now.

I met Wendy online. She is brave and she is bold. Not like Batman in a mini, left me standing in the cold.

Wendy loves my intellect, says she wants to shave my balls. And not a moments hesitation. I’ll be taking all Wendy’s calls. There’s a shift in something somewhere. That time that push has come to shove. I’m not hearing the others calling. Cause I’m drunk on Wendy’s love.

I’m standing in the fog here. Here huddled in the rain. Feeling warm and fuzzy. I got Wendy on the brain.

Wendy loves my intellect, says she wants to shave my balls. And not a moments hesitation. I’ll be taking all Wendy’s calls. There’s a shift in something somewhere. That time where push has come to shove. I’m not hearing the others calling. Cause I’m down for Wendy’s love.

Now I have not met Wendy. In the person face to face. In the shadows brave and many. In this darkness; human race.

Wendy loves my intellect. Says she wants to shave my balls. And not a moments hesitation. I’ll be taking Wendy’s calls. There’s a shift in something somewhere… A time that push has come to shove. I don’t hear the others calling, because I’m into Wendy’s Love.

Dennis Mantin

The Teachers Strike averted.

Brother Bill will run for Pres.

We were told but not alerted.

What it means, and no one says.

You can say that you don’t know.

But deep thinkers do suspect.

Brother Bill is not here to place or show.

He is just the ringer to elect.

She spoke carefully, “Well something must have happened to cause her to react like that?!” Her voice rose an involuntary octave at the end her question.

“Something did happen for sure. I said NO to her… She almost lost her mind. I have never seen anyone react worse to NO in my life. She screamed,’Who do you think you are to say no to me?!'”

“I answered, I’m the person who pays for everything around here and I am the father of our child. That does give me some say in things… She never recovered. Never was nice to me again and from what I’ve observed, I don’t think she’s ever been nice to anyone since.”

“What did you say no to?”

“She wanted to go to Africa to see her sister and take our daughter. I paid for the trip… then she announced to me that after the visit with her sister was over, she was going to take the train from Nairobi to Tanzania. I asked where she was going to stay. She said, ‘We will just go camping.’ ‘With a baby? I asked. She nodded and smiled yes. I said ‘ Are you trying to get her abducted? She screamed, ‘It’s not true! It’s not true! Regardless she said she was going and a few days later I called travel advisory for Nairobi and there was an extreme high terrorist alert. This was in 2013. This ended the trip. She was furious and never forgave me for ruining her plans. So that is her reason for saying that I was abusive. Her whole deal after this was getting rid of me. Getting sole custody and moving back to France… and she didn’t care how she went about it…. In the end she falsified documents and perjured herself in court. Not to mention child abuse. Does this answer your question about what happened to get her to behave like this?”

There was silence on the other end in a phone. I could tell she was crying. That’s how I knew I was heard.

November’s grey cuts through the cold…

Nothing is the feeling, yet not quite nothing… There is something here.

The cat ventured out today at 6a.m. when I returned and she came back when I got up at noon. Her belly fur was cold and wet and she was hungry, yet happy. She ate and purred, acknowledged my presence and then slept in her favorite chair.

So there’s that…

I’ve been working nights for 2 weeks now. Which means I’m sleeping days…

I’m not reading or writing or painting or doing anything really. I’m just existing.

I’m doing it for the money to keep the wolves at a safe distance. It’s a choice.

I’m not complaining, I’m just observing. There is nothing really wrong.

There is no panic. Just a soul sucking sickness that will soon run its course.