There is Nothing By Jimmy Boom Semtex

 

Miss

Of lavender skies I dream. Scent of Juniper, summer serenity. I'm here with you, evermore. No more tomorrow's forsaken. Here today Cirrus clouds lofty.                                                                                          

I see the hill side; steep, jagged, stunning. Purple rocks, exposed Earth's soul. Green blood flows thru her. Alive like you, sexy as a nymph. Her cave is narrow; tight cunt.                                                                                                                         

Beauty abounds. Let us fly together, ascension. Making love ethereal empyrean. Unbound of strife and stress.  Eternal infinite love.

Turkish Events

All he wanted was to be happy. He did very well in life. An educated man, living in Turkey with a beautiful Turkish fiancé. They were always close and so in love. He was close to her when she went to the embassy for a visa. They planned a future blissful together. There was a long queue that hot sunny day.

Then they struck. Terrorist bomb, al-Qaeda style, a big one. A well planned evil attack. Many died including his gal. He was shell shocked. Caught on camera - I'm English. How could this happen in modern day Turkey? Shocking the world.

He was hospitalised. At first they tell him she was dead. If he knew, would he give up? Slowly he got better physically. Mentally it as very different. When they did tell him he'd lost her, he wasn't alone.

He had two guardian angels. One was his stolen fiancé looking out for him. They were always close, neither expected it this way. His other angel was a young nurse who looked after him in his darkest hour. She nursed a casualty from a war.

It's often said that the young stand tall in a crisis. She did, age 21. She was there for him, nursed him, listened to his pain, fell in love with him. He did with her. Something magical happened. What? Was it his first love guiding her love to another? Because she'd always love him? Always close by watching over him. Who knows.

I wonder how they're both doing now, the English man and his Turkish wife. He didn't expect to have someone else as his wife. Who loved him equally as much. An unreal real story. Imagine what their emotional journey, what is was like. Such happiness turning to such sadness, ending with such joy.                                         

Serial Bizarrists

There were two gay English chavs living in France. One was called Bill, the other Kev. They liked to fuck about in a mad way. For example, Kev loved being bitten by mosquitoes. He got such a thrill from picking the bites.                                                                                       

The blood ran red in rivulets down his back.                                                                  

Then he wore a designer white shirt. It was a hideous look. Bloody stains all over the expensive fabric. When he took Bill for a meal, people gawped in horror. Not just at Kev and his bitten body with ruined shirt.                                                         

They stared at Bill and the way he walked. Or hopped. He only had one leg, the other was a stump. Ending below the knee.                                                                                                 

Indoors, Kev was a stump sucker. He sucked Bill's stump so erotically. Then Bill stump fucked Kev up his hairy English arse with his limb. Lots of KY Gel helped gain traction. It went in and out in a nice smooth homo-erotic movement.                                             

Kev was the real man, Bill was the bitch. So girly with his red hair, waxed chest and slim body. Together, they were the serial bizarrists.                                                                        

Keep an eye out for them in a gay bar near you.

Hollow

They went two by two into the gas chamber. Just like animals entering Noah's Ark. Then there was a small chance of survival. Unlike the lie of a shower. They left up the chimney.

Bodies unwanted.                                                                                                           

Hitler's love of clinical terms: genocide, Final Solution, Jewish Question.                                                                             

A gap in history, unprecedented.  This had never happened before. Industrial mass murder manufacturing death. Extermination of a race.

Monster Time

As if waking from a dream, the monster under the trapdoor is halfway up the ladder. If she escapes into the kitchen, all hell will break loose. This is it with Russia. She was half asleep and NATO started to surround her. Sleepy Baltic states now under NATO's umbrella. Hit them and Article Five is invoked - An attack on one is an attack on all. Will the Russian monster emerge from its dark hiding place? Poland and Romania joined. The monster doesn't like this. Near the border, talk of missile defence and radar sites riles the beast. Events in Ukraine send it into a frenzy. Annexing Crimea like Hitler did to Czechoslovakia was a calculated risk. Don't appease the Russian monster. She'll want more. Ukraine is ready to fight. War could erupt, East v West. How does NATO shut the monster back in its lair? The clock slowly ticks to feeding time.