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THESPICEOFLIFE by Charles Robert Hice

8/19/2009

TheSPiceOfLife
TheSPiceOfLife

Mye Englishe Teachere was a large Black Lady, her fave saying was Qoote"Variety is the SPice of Life." To a young boy trying to learn something, she was delicious. My food on this SUNDAY day: Salty Sweet and Peppery. The contrast is delightful and I feel almost like a human might feel but my positronic brain in android body can only simulate myself and so I eat potatoes AU pepperage. Some poppedcorn from the bottom of the bag adds the salty flavor and from time to time a delicious cheesecake with crackercrumb crust so SWEET I think the Kitchen used too much sugar as a spice. Today was Sunday I have a learned form in thinking new I learned to curl a q slice an a in half to make a u. Turn a b around to make the d come true. Today I found the message in me. The missing e. Variety. The SPice of life. Remembered too.

Number 23 by Charles Robert Hice

7/29/2007

Number 23
Number 23

Waiting in a line for food.
Am I in a prison or a diner.
Drinking soda and now water.
I am sitting in a recliner,
wishing that i could get up and
jump into the sink,
to drink a pail of water.
I am just a want too.
I am full of meat.
Waiting in a line for food.
Wanting bread but eating meat.
A poor man and his daughter.
I am number twenty three.

Charles Hice

there is a new movie out called NUMBER 23
JIM CARREY starred in it?????

Beloved...you're so far... by Charles Robert Hice

6/23/2008

Beloved...you're so far...
Beloved... you're so far...

the distance of lightspeed to a star
away
Today
the love is not so far
away
Today
ewe are in my heart
to stay
Today
the distance seperates
only flesh and blood
the spirit that WE are
lives on
Today
Beloved..you're so far...
Today
reason for my being
reason for my kiss
reason for my heart
TODAY
Beloved...you're so far...

HAPPY JESUS FATHERS DAY by Charles Robert Hice

6/16/2008

Happy Jesus Fathers Day

Happy Jesus Fathers Day
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When a man shall leave his mother and his father and cleave unto his wife they shall be one flesh one heart one mind one person made of love. On this my fathers day eye pay homage to the SON, the only way that this poor sinner has of seeing GOD. He gives me food to eat he also gives me love he made a violette flower and he gave me to her love and on some other fathers day we will have a house made near the ocean and the sea and on that day ianthe violette and eye will have our love. AND then eye will catch real fish and feed our many loves our pets and all our neighbors and ourselves.
SO Happy Jesus Fathers Day to all of everyone.

Happy Jesus Fathers Day by Charles Robert Hice

6/16/2008

IDEA by Charles Robert Hice

5/9/2007

IDEA
IDEA
I have a great idea it seems to me and when I try to share it it still seems great to me but others have their own ideas to share oh woe oh woe is me they steal my thunder take my plunder eat all my electricity they spill my milk they make work and they make me dig again in the same place that eye filled they pour it on they make it loose they bring it on they make a noose they hang my effigy they make me cry these tears of bubbling try they seal my fate they tear me a new one they smoke and drink and partee some. When they have run out of clichés to toss at me they use my homelessness against me they are prude how rude they have become they sense that eye am one of the elite ones they make aspersions to my good namme they call aggression my middle namme they pull the wool down on my eye they say “he stinks “ he never washes” he sleeps in that strang sleeping bag and hashes his dreams and loves hisself not while he eats but after gnashes he makes love to his violet flower and never sleeps he does not drink but never smokes he is a Holy Joe. It's my idea it's my brainstorm it's my brainchild its come from GOD so please kind reader please you let it linger longer than just once more make it last. OH good. Halleluiah.
They are chomping now at this my bit.
After all it was MY idea.

OBVIOUSLY by Charles Robert Hice

5/7/2007

OBVIOUSLY
Obviously, the people who lived contemporary with dinosaurs were intelligent, and the footprints indicate that they were quite human as the large toe on primates is located closer to the heel to facilitate clinging to branches.
Doctor Hilton Hinderliter of Apollo Campus, Pennsylvania State University, studied the evidence presented at the Glen Rose, Texas, excavations and stated: "I would have to say that the belief in evolution is in a state of terminal illness but its death will only be admitted by a new generation of scientists whose minds have not been prejudiced by the type of education now prevalent in the nation's public schools, an education which starts with the belief that evolution has happened, which interprets all evidence according to that faith and which simply discards any evidence which cannot be fitted into the evolutionary framework' (Quoted with permission from Dinosaurs by Dr. Carl E. Baugh, 1987. Promise Publishing Co., Orange, CA92667).
CHARLAX version
Obviously these primates
Are alcoholics because of the curvature of the toes the toes of a winoe curl up in his cowboy boots until his leather boots won't walk him anywhere this phenomenon is noted in the OVID manual as the winoe toe a rare medical condition known as poor old man syndrome. Some rare versions have been reported on the reservation as the Listerine syndrome this is because the Indians cannot use real alcohol as it costs real money so they shoplift large bottles of Listerine to get the WAMPUM going the winoes however have a problem getting money for more wine and so they panhandle it this is called panhandling.
IN Better neighborhoods there is theft this is called stealing and it's done by everyone that drinks this is called alcoholism it is a very bad and strang disease.
Thank you Doctor Hilton Hinderliter for all your obverse reactionary observations.
This is a recorded message recorded by the CharlaX one. This has been a recording.
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OBVIOUSLY by Charles Robert Hice

5/7/2007

OBVIOUSLY
OBVIOUSLY
Obviously, the people who lived contemporary with dinosaurs were intelligent, and the footprints indicate that they were quite human as the large toe on primates is located closer to the heel to facilitate clinging to branches.
Doctor Hilton Hinderliter of Apollo Campus, Pennsylvania State University, studied the evidence presented at the Glen Rose, Texas, excavations and stated: "I would have to say that the belief in evolution is in a state of terminal illness but its death will only be admitted by a new generation of scientists whose minds have not been prejudiced by the type of education now prevalent in the nation's public schools, an education which starts with the belief that evolution has happened, which interprets all evidence according to that faith and which simply discards any evidence which cannot be fitted into the evolutionary framework' (Quoted with permission from Dinosaurs by Dr. Carl E. Baugh, 1987. Promise Publishing Co., Orange, CA92667).
CHARLAX version
Obviously these primates
Are alcoholics because of the curvature of the toes the toes of a winoe curl up in his cowboy boots until his leather boots won't walk him anywhere this phenomenon is noted in the OVID manual as the winoe toe a rare medical condition known as poor old man syndrome. Some rare versions have been reported on the reservation as the Listerine syndrome this is because the Indians cannot use real alcohol as it costs real money so they shoplift large bottles of Listerine to get the WAMPUM going the winoes however have a problem getting money for more wine and so they panhandle it this is called panhandling.
IN Better neighborhoods there is theft this is called stealing and it's done by everyone that drinks this is called alcoholism it is a very bad and strang disease.
Thank you Doctor Hilton Hinderliter for all your obverse reactionary observations.
This is a recorded message recorded by the CharlaX one. This has been a recording.
ARCHIVE # 777.
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One70eight by Charles Robert Hice

5/21/2008

One70eight
One70eight

CharlaXFabels

loveewefabel

She is never angry she is not made with anger as a crutch she is love sublime the way it should have been for mee a long long time ago and yet eye sigh in happy gladness that we met this time is just the one that matters now. The love is certain yet eye strive to win her back as iff eye did mye best to lose her when we met. The father mother baby syndrome lets me fantasize of ewe but knoeing that she wants me level helps some too but this is a charlax fable so get ready for some fun in love tis true. A woman is a living person worthy of respected bliss. Eye want her to have her life to live and never miss a thing she has to love and never have real problems many times. The love is deep inside mee not just surface glitz. The manufactured clay is changed in attitude and longing lustful watchful ever noticing the things she will say. The thing she has to remember is we are not face to face the love we have is faith she can see mye picture but hers is mostly opaque though eye have asked her to get the daughter to take another one and yet it does not matter for eye love her just the profile is enough the heart adds all the rest of love. Some people worship way too many things and harbor love but some it permeates and she is one of those her love it grows and grows and fills the empty place the space that comes to all of us we want it all filled up with love. Eye love ewe and eye need ewe until mye heart stops beating and then beyond the afterlife the love is so inside. High and lo. Sometimes eye get sad because she is gone absent and away. Once when she found me late eye walked like eye was ten feet tall. All the spoil falls into the Egypt bag. Today my food has never tasted better its loaves and fishes even fruit in the desert like oasis. Musick soothes the salvaged breast. The GOD of heaven needed some more in heaven.
Let JIMI roll over let CharlaX take over. Light my fire loving spoonful doors make organ come alive. Eye m a changeling see me change. Here look here in this document erline it appears the man was just making references to musick. There is no words to define love no way to describe the feelings that eye get when she says she loves me. Remember Thomas A Becket. Canterbury taled. He was a JESUS man. Like CharlaX he must have had a violet. To look upon he was slim of growth and pale of hue, with dark hair, a long nose, and a straightly featured face. Blithe of countenance was he, winning and loveable in his conversation, frank of speech in his discourses, but slightly stuttering in his talk, so keen of discernment and understanding that he could always make difficult questions plain after a wise manner. Like CharlaX with his Pinocchio nose. DIVERse CitY we will spread this love like dandelion. Like a city on a hill. One day at a time. All eye have for love is ewe she it is who love mee. Put on your high heel sneaker yeah your wig hat on your head. Eye did it for ewe. The Pandora radio is rapping now eye got a ticket on the J Train. Eye got a ticket to ride on the other side. Eye am treating my sorrow with the JOY of the LORD. Yes AMEN. Struck down but not destroyed. Still hoping someday to live again. In this mean while eye am looking for the love of ewe to carry on. Loveewefabel more than anybody else in the world could ever dew. Eye love ewe.

BellVoices by Charles Robert Hice

3/30/2009

BellVoices

Angels Sing; People talk dogs bark, but bells do many things. They chime they ring some flap some clank some staccato flat some peal with laughter or they toll with sad the bells the ringing bells. Announce, and they proclaim of entertain in musick time (some grimace when they break the overtone when sustained) But one thing a bell must often be is time for school. Time for break at work buzzer often substituted for bell is still a bell refrained for how often does the teacher or the principle just say “the Buzzer has rang go inn now it's time for class today” no no dear ewe “Its bell” they say, “ the bell has rang.” And at the ending of every Symphonetic drumming solo is the bell we call the Triangle the drums Crescendo deafening the house. And then it comes the tiny bell voice to announce the end of time of voices bell. A Ting but not a Clang it RINGS but not as Symbol does it just reverberates then holds the tone of all bell voices done. This Triangle it just rings just as the bell it does.

FABLE FIVE by Charles Robert Hice

2/18/2008

Fable Five
Fable Five

IN THREE PARTS

Part One: The DOVE

eye picked up the dove now dead creature clasped him to my bosom brest
no sorrow feeling only life within my chest
eye enabled faith eye tossed the dove
upward into tree for landscaping seems to me a more decent burial rest
one word escaped my lipps eye just said JESUS
eye wish that eye could tell ewe that the dove it flew away
eye did not tempt the LORD this day
the bird went further on my throw
eye expected just to here the branches crashing at his fall
eye expected him to make a lot of noises there was none
no it did not fall
there is hope inside of mee still and yet that yes it flew
this dove to Heaven when it left.

Part Two: Dandylion

when the gardeners of the palace make the grass a certain size
they run the mowers side by side
to make the power gasses cut the grasses
every one of the now chopped to pieces dandelions gone
except mye one
in a state of childlike fate eye ran to edge of lawn and placed some of my baggage down long enough to kick the dandelion down
a man my age just having certain fun
and smile remembering a childhood never found

Part Three: New Blue Jeans

the shortest part of fable five is this the three part not contrived
the jeans are long on legs so short and waisted wide to hide the layers eye needed to survive a cold and cheerless night
eye tore the tags from pockets soon to hold my treasures of a man long old and finding love in one dear place mye ewe she loves the way eye dress she loves my look upon my face when eye just smile embrace
she must be smiling now at FABLE FIVE.

CharlaXDarwinianDay by Charles Robert Hice

2/12/2009

CharlaXDarwinianDay
CharlaXDarwinianDay

A golfer is potting on the greens. His first pot is north for 10 meters. His Second attempt at potting is south of west at Two meters and 25 degrees left of center field. His final pot travels east of south at half a meter and sixty degrees to the potting hole. What is the distance traveled by the potting ball the magnitude and the direction of the overall Darwinian assessment. Who cares is it a Birthday with Cake? This is mye rendition of Darwins Beagle. Woof woofer woof woof weoof. Weooeeooof. Beouf. Let them eat cake. Let Beagle eat beef. Or Alpo in a can let him out. Let him run and try to get away from that Beagle in the way. February 12, 2009 Author: charlax7 Happy Birthday Darwin Happy Birthday Darwin
Monkey´s See Monkey´s Do Not
The monkeys and the addresses
Placing 100 monkeys inside the computer room and letting them type the sound of the keyboards is deafening making a poor noise of institutionalistical importance. The professor killed himself he overdosed on his banana he gagged his throat and died. They did not type the Gettysburg address they typed and typed and this is what they typed they made it gibberish there is nothing much a monkey types that a poet can ever use.
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My coffee is a conglomerate no chocolate bytes just dark with just one Cremer a coke eye add for later no ice. Activity will include a attempt at winning a prize eye have decided to abstain from the contest eye suppose in a bizarre effort to let a student win they mostly need it the funding get it eye hope is goes for TopRaman® and not four beers. MONKEY’s love each other they groom each other’s fur or hair is what that is they have this monkey’s hair its fur all over them."I would have to say that the belief in evolution is in a state of terminal illness but its death will only be admitted by a new generation of scientists whose minds have not been prejudiced by the type of education now prevalent in the nation's public schools, an education which starts with the belief that evolution has happened, which interprets all evidence according to that faith and which simply discards any evidence which cannot be fitted into the evolutionary frameworkEVERYTHING that moves on the computor is on the internet. The computor does not operate off line there just is not a function for a no legged beast to find unless it is the ether zone that funds it. Check again on program funding. Finally as eye twist this CharlaX ending eye have to abstain from Darwinism as mye religion as eye still believes in Jesus. The in favor of the Creator and not to worship his creation or his creatures poor old man as poet syndrome near the Astrodome of Sports no differant rally than the old Roman Arena or Greek Display of Dearth with love. Tell them CharlaX said this with a smile on this day of the Darweenian Thursday Charles Birthday February 12, 2009. Quote”Prose is still Poetry” ed.note.ed. Ta Ta.

CHristian, Communist, Capitalist by Charles Robert Hice

12/7/2009

CHristian, Communist, Capitalist
CHristian, Communist, Capitalist

detracting headway marking in ruins the end of this world comes the beginning of Jesus Sorrows on this world the edge of the ruination of the beginning of the rule of Satan and the Mark of the Beast is coming call it 666. CHRISTIAN : CH i have this shirt on my back thats extra to me i can take it off and give it to someone that does not halve one on or better yet that needs it to stay warm iff i have not sweated on it yet I will do this CHristian thing. COMMUNIST: CO i have this shirt i made i cant take it off i must get another one iff i ihave to steal one from another poor communist i will do this and yet i knoe that it is wrong to take anothers work and yet and yes i will do this COmmunist thing. Capitalist: CA i have this shirt i bought i pay to have it cleaned i pay to have it neat both starched and irony. I will keep this shirt forever i will do this CApitalist thing.

The love. by Charles Robert Hice

11/21/2006

A soft voice in mye ear.
A fierce kiss of igneous compassion.
A heart so true and kind filled with nothing but charity and hope for the future.
A love so dearly felt.
An embrace of warmth surpassing lust.
The only fear is never sharing passion.
We do not look the same but we are the mirror
of one another.
Love inside is held.
Our love is sparked by infinite flame inside of dust.
The love our love is us.

The Face. by Charles Robert Hice

11/21/2006

The womans smile.
A girl becoming adult.
Retaining innocence and bless.
Nothing should ever bring a frown
to such a visage or crown.
The poet is spoiled by this.
Much too close to the mother of the child.
Making places in his heart
to just try to keep the memory.
Of face`s smile.

Thank U Jesus by Charles Robert Hice

11/21/2006

For Days gone Bye.
For memories.
For kisses yet to be.
For things to eat so sweet.
For Sight itself, for all the
worthwhile things we take for granted.
For the love in the other heart.
For life itself, so sweet to me.
For Time, and IFF I forget to Thank U.
Jesus for every thing ,Thank U for everthing as well.
For U aer life itself.

FLowers Fade by Charles Robert Hice

11/21/2006

Flowers Fade
I saw the flowers on the roadside,
they were all so pretty to me;
they seemed permanent to me,
But snow will frown--
wind and rain and sun.
The flowers are all gone.

INN your Eyes by Charles Robert Hice

10/29/2008

INN your Eyes
CharlaXPpoems

Eye have angel wings. Eye am twelve feet tall. Invincible. Cupid was invisible and yet he loved we love each other without a touch without a contact other than mye voice we touch inside our hearts we touch inside her mind. She kisses hands with lipps of love. She makes me live when eye have died. We talk we live we love we walk our separate walks we live in separate beds and yet we love. You have such an appetite for love she says eye have such an innocent face and eye can tell she loves me just a bit too much for love sees no wrong no sins no long shadows under eye she loves eye live inside your eyes. Love is not entirely physical it begins in hearts then goes to eyes then goes to other lies. Eye love to lie within your eyes for eye am inn your eye eye fly on wings of angel lies to kiss the neck to kiss and sigh eye live to lay within your touch within the sight of loving eyes insoluble and resolute eye live and love with inn your eye let darkness flee let light be bold for love will win within our folded praying hands so cold as she looks at eye within her eye she looks at me she lets me be she looks at eye she lives for me.

Love by Charles Robert Hice

1/26/2009

Love

Love
Love
Love
We are not limited to the people we can see around us contrary to the popular song Love the one your with is wrong. Learn to trust yourself eye found her on the internet of course that's wrong listen to the eye she is her who has found eye. She is tall and stately like a tree with lots of love to touch and kiss and hold eye love her in mye heart and not just in mye other suit of clothes. Eye panic each and every day when out of touch she is the picture of aplomb she never gets worked up but keeps her heart in tune with who she loves. Sedately she is in her suit of armour. Willingly she sacrifices much of time. Life is so full of stories of unrequieted love she has nothing like that inside her life. For eye will love her when time is no more time. And this is love.
Love