Yes, it's the original and private unplagiarized "wit" and "zit" compiled throughout ensuing years as I observe myself and of others too, from the SOUL and MIND of THE WILDERNESS POET; Walt Christian Larsen

We make believe with the sin of greed, then act out our simplistic wishes, sometimes never considering the inner voices of intelligent choices, and we must listen~~~ or face RUIN.wcl Picking zits and nought upon the walls of significancies, or vocalized as persistent wit, as we become superficially judgmental and perceive someone beneath our stature, and not realizing there might be hidden gifts of INSIGHT there, but nought aware of what lies within and behind the facade of a face with not a trace in means; someone that GOD only knows and has known before the universe of stars 'twas set in motion. wcl ***It's a shame that even the innocent and decent mind in kind has something of ugliness contained therein, for evil is a natural source within our genetics of course.wcl* Everyone we know becomes a part of us, as we grow, and if perchance our peers are evil as it appears, we will die slowly within our humanity, and just remember I told you so.wcl

A bloody fool perceives he rules others when he uses someone, never realizing he's also being used~ and abused too.wcl It's here we sew our seeds of deep regrets, and there they grow, and so begotten within sorrow so, and so sadly nought forgotten.wcl And then I saw as within a timely vision at the high school reunion; the timeless and so delicate creature from the imprints of a yesterdays obsession, and I hesitated, and knew nought what to say, for I knew I was but auld father times lamenting and useless facade~ , and so so funny it seems to me now.wcl The nebulosic word; "AMOUR," it dies into insignificancies, and so sadly too~ for there is no university to instruct thee from love's adversities.wcl

Forbid it, and alas, and bend thine ear for wisdom~~~. Romantic fantasies are never ever real, and can be irregretably cruel to blinded fools, for your dreamlike state is compared to only nebulosic vapors of wishful capers of blinded carp, so set adrift upon rivers swift, and hark, to be but impaled upon the rocks beneath the falls of foolish whims.wcl "I wrote this remarkable piece in 1995" The Forked Tongue. And is he now knocking at my door, the one with the forked tongue? For to me he smells~ of dungue, and when the breath of life is forever run and his pot of gold was never found, I'm sure to hell he's bound; that crafty snake and so so charming, significantly not heart warming.wcl Like unto the Ant; the infant, and counting rings of the crumbling log that I sit upon within the garden of Yosemite's paradisio; the archaeic, decaying sawdust wood that's slowly turning to dust, something that's as sure as if it ever must, and I trust I have touched a part of Ages Past, before this tiny bit of time upon the earth is lost forever.wcl The eyes will mist within it's recollections, the rain will patter, but it will not matter, for there is a room of refuge where he thinks and dwells with private thoughts of, "all is well," even though the Sun is hidden so behind dark clouds of doom.wcl

For it is the human way to say a prayer when in deepest anguish~~, those wishes that ascend to THE GREAT I AM.wcl The incredible rusting hulk lays in the mud as still as death within the harbor of Pearl, where harbingers of doom from the land of the Rising Sun have stunned our beloved sons with fire from above and but cold liquid sleep within the deep.wcl You must hold me close and forever, before the breath is taken and love will be forsaken.wcl Happiness is only for the mind that is active, with thoughts considering others wishes. Toxicity with it's complixities of deadly poison is for the unforgiven.wcl

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The insightful painting is sereen, alas, for it's silent succubus is seething~ beneath the tranquility of mood altering dimension beyond comprehension. The waves casually turn, their gilted whitecaps moving on their way like unto the tides as they abide for a moment, and flow, then go like former pals must do. It flows in, then out and into the sea again, why is it so; that eternal, infernal thing that brings shades of happiness and then sadness too? I see the gleaming sun tinted painting of the sea, it's layers of paint so complex too, beneath it's smooth brushed facade of turquoise blue, and seen from the fabled ship of fools, tied to the dock of no return.wcl Unseen by mortals we; a fourth dimension with wonders beyond our humble comprehensions, with entities and thoughts upon a much higher plane than us with our sullen pain, for here we are under the great microscope of hope.wcl So terribly tormented by the demented, spat upon, exhausted, the gentle mouth open for want of breath, HE was transgressed for the peoples want of death, along the pebbled road of the ancient Via Dolorosa. HE stumbled and fell beneath the heavy wooden cross on the weary climb up to Calvary, where the planting of the tree 'twould mean DIVINITY could set all free from bonded shackles of iniquity, and died alone for you and me.wcl Todays headlines click; with the gangsta rappin sick, barrel chested, baldheaded hoodlums with baggy pants, as snear and snicker as the cameras flicker. Their eyes are mirrors of their elements, and it's so hard to nought be judgmental.wcl

Within the final analysis, what else is there that's worth the care but LOVE? And when one ceasess to feel it, I shudder~ at the consequences.wcl I almost feel guilty for the joy of my happiness, and I ponder what's missing within my simplistic addiction? Maybe I haven't endured enough searing pain to complain or to perceive what pure unadulterated AGONY is? I once was lost within depressions recession, but that was a long while ago, and I know that I love to wake up every morning to face the new day, and to engage within something that I love to do, like maybe "wordsmything." And is there something wrong with this? Please let me know if there is, for I take my days seriously.wcl I didn't rush into the selection, even though I had that great infection burning within. I gave it time, and went through the girls one by one, until someone unforgettable cought my attention. Thrilling it 'twas, and I shall never forget how she was; my lifetime valentine. He is the "Master Practicioner" of the one handed pushup, and so I asked him to arm wrestle, for I was good at that, and it's a fact that Jack Palance's old wrinkled eyes couldn't tell lies as he told me emphatically, "I'll put you down, you stupid clown." Heh heh heh and ha, and I didn't prefer to do the old man harm, but pride was at stake, and so I flexed my arm real hard, and then put his ancient one within quick motion, and yes, I felt real sick as heard~ that terrible cracking~ sound of famous bone then showing through the red bloodied flesh of his arm, and oh what a GREAT ACTOR he was, as he didn't grimace or show the pain, and of course I want you to know that this never really happened at all; just a tall tale it is, but still provocative.wcl

Military Whitecoat times were a paradox of joy and pain, something that still remains within this mind, as a "lesser God" ruled~ me with his look of scorn and with his heart as cold as stone, and to escape~ I did, and forbid the scorn and sting I also had for he; my Company Commander.wcl This boy had loved and lost, was overcome with broken tokens of romantic emotion, and could hardly even breathe her name because of shame of loss. The rain in pain as the sun had set beyond the horizon for another day, and unbeknownst to me, the unquenchable fire of one man's desires, to ignite and to love again, as someone more beautiful than she 'twas to set my soul on fire within the awakening of one once forsakenwcl. Innocent guile of a juvenile beguilled, with carved love incantations of valentines~; initials upon the bark of lofty Eucalyptus trees down throughout ensuing years. Those fabled feelings were part of growingand of knowing what wisdom is and that you cannot have everything as seen within the candy store of life, and with but one silver dime entwined within nimble fingers as memory lingers within my poets mind.wcl ***Reaching, ever wanting to fill~ the inner void within a world of walking wounded, and perchance that's including me?wcl*

The somewhat blind practicioners~ of worldly wealth untold, and I am told it is paradoxical, the toxic pragmatic theme, it's poloristic liguistic whiles of bile, the governorship within tokens of hish esteem, where money rules~, and in the end only for fools in wanting for their own humanity. Truth lies within the dying, or at the wake for pity's sake, where it brings acknowledgement of sin, and alas, where money is still in.wcl Someone dear and intelligent asked my "WHY" I do this? Silence consumned me for a moment, and I couldn't reply as such with the rush of why would I then? I was pondering her motivation, and here is all that I recall, now that I've learned the art of words, all I can say is, "I just can't help it and I feel that I was meant to do it, even though I may never ever be understood within my writers moods~~."wcl I am one of those strange entities; one cast within a certain sigularity and one whom would wander alone within a crowded plaza or room with those painful feelings of not belonging. And so I set myself adrift, as if to sail off within the mists, to far off places and to the shores of my dreams and into the jungles of ecstacy within my own fantasies, and to find that I was only that far off island unto myself. For I know and perceive it so, the painful curse of "solitude."wcl The ink is splayed~ and spilled~~~ as if it is the will, and the quill is that marvellous tool of the golden rule, or alas, to be used by loquacious fools. With it in hand, I must reveal my secret hopes and dreams, and so funny it now seems, that I display~ too often some tormented zit with joyous wit.wcl

Legends are borne along within the word of TRUTH, for deceception~ with subterfuge can find no refuge when all is done and reconciled with.wcl Oppressed was I; then I dealt the gentle touch and of soft caresses~~ until the will was broken~, then the healing came with nought in stress anymore.wcl I bleed~~ for the innocent, while on and on, the long night breeds~ it's sinister metaphor of the diabolical, as dark shadows obscure those villainous provocateurs of something for nought a thing, as legions of thugs will mug those that are nought aware. Stubbed~ my BIG toe, and then I know nought to be careless, and yes, so it goes from the womb and to the tomb, and please LORD help me to be understanding of those whom cannot perceive the truth, and will nought receive understanding with common logic.wcl

It seems mean and cruel, but tough love inspires one to be giving and living within one's means.wcl I'm not quick, and for that it makes me sick inside, for that provides ammunition for my enemies. But I do have wit and zit with understanding with logic too, more than most in fact, and so I propose a toast for truth indeed.wcl The lamenting of loneliness breeds the enzymes in despair, and the very wise are aware of true beauty that dwells within, and one must wait until she appears; that idealistic of thine linguistics supreme. Almost everyone I know wears the mask of respectability; the liability within disability known only to someone close, such as a mate, and this life is but a stage for the fate that we deserve.

George spoke with loquacity, and I indeed was impressed with his intelligence and logic, and so I told him that I thought him wise, to which he replied, "If I was smart I would have money." I had to agree, for you see that money rules~~wcl The old princely artist spent a lifetime creating~ oils, as if he knew that fame and it's fabled spoils was just around the corner, but it seems his dreams were nought to be, for he died "obscure" and alone, alas at Bronderslev *When "communication" stops~, and is nul and void, is when the trouble starts, so let's keep those keys flying across the communication spectrum, and then some.*** Caught kissing a sweet girl at San Pasqual Academy. Someone told me that a girl should only be kissed if you planned to marry her. I chuckled some, and thought about what the boy had said. I perceived truth, but still I didn't learn a thing. Now I ponder of how he had such wisdom at such a young age?

I have always believed in truth, but alas at seventeen someone asked me to lie to save his hide, and so I did to my chagrine. The years have come and gone and still I feel the stab of pain, to know that I had done such evil so ! The ultra liberal theologian and I had differences~. I stood my ground, and the anger raged. He was very perceptive, cunning and smart, decided to shame me to gain the advantage. "You are my best friend," he said so casually, and to which I replied, "I don't recall that I have any friends." He seemed bewildered and left my house forever, and yes I know why, for I'm afraid that I caught him in a lie. I was feeling blue, didn't know what to do until I talked to an old friend that had the same story to tell as I. Then I understood that I am nought alone, even though the years have shown the truth as I perceive the cliques that are always there for the unaware, as if I and my friend are nought welcome there. Like unto faded footprints in the sand, they are there for the aware, and I shant forget them; those memories~~ that cling, sting and sing within a soul, some good, some bad, and some that may be haunting too.

*We make believe with the sin of greed, then act out our simplistic wishes, sometimes never considering the inner voices of intelligent choices, and we must listen~~~~~~~ or face RUIN.wcl*	Picking zits and nought upon the walls of significancies, or vocalized as persistent wit, as we become superficially judgmental and perceive someone beneath our stature, and not realizing there might be hidden gifts of INSIGHT there, but nought aware of what lies within and behind the facade of a face with not a trace in means; someone that GOD only knows and has known before the universe of stars 'twas set in motion~~~~~~~~. wcl	*It's a shame that even the innocent and decent mind in kind has something of ugliness~~~~~~ contained therein, for evil is a natural source within our genetics of course.wcl*	*Everyone we know becomes a part of us, as we grow~~~~~~~~, and if perchance our peers are evil as it appears, we will die slowly within our humanity, and just remember I told you so.wcl*
*A bloody fool perceives he rules others when he uses~~~~~~ someone, never realizing he's also being used~~~~~~~~~ and abused too*.wcl	*It's here we sew our seeds of deep regrets, and there they grow, and so begotten within sorrow so, and so sadly nought forgotten.wcl*	And then I saw as within a timely vision at the high school reunion; the timeless and so delicate creature from the imprints of a yesterdays obsession, and I hesitated, and knew nought what to say, for I knew I was but auld father times lamenting and useless facade~~~~~~~~~ , and so so funny it seems to me now.wcl	*The nebulosic word; "AMOUR," it dies~~~~~~~~ into insignificancies, and so sadly too~~~~~~~ for there is no university to instruct thee from love's adversities.wcl*
Forbid it, and alas, and bend thine ear for wisdom~~~~~~~~~. Romantic fantasies are never ever real, and can be irregretably cruel to blinded fools, for your dreamlike state is compared to only nebulosic vapors of wishful capers of blinded carp, so set adrift upon rivers swift, and hark, to be but impaled upon the rocks beneath the falls of foolish whims.wcl	*"I wrote this remarkable piece in 1995" The Forked Tongue.* And is he now knocking at my door, the one with the forked tongue? For to me he smells~~~~~~~ of dungue, and when the breath of life is forever run and his pot of gold was never found, I'm sure to hell he's bound; that crafty snake and so so charming, significantly not heart warming.wcl	Like unto the Ant; the infant, and counting rings of the crumbling log that I sit upon within the garden of Yosemite's paradisio; the archaeic, decaying sawdust wood that's slowly turning to dust, something that's as sure as if it ever must, and I trust I have touched a part of Ages Past, before this tiny bit of time upon the earth is lost forever.wcl	The eyes will mist within it's recollections, the rain will patter, but it will not matter, for there is a room of refuge where he thinks and dwells with private thoughts of, "all is well," even though the Sun is hidden so behind dark clouds of doom.wcl
*For it is the human way to say a prayer when in deepest anguish~~~~~~~~, those wishes that ascend~~~~~~ to THE GREAT I AM.wcl*	The incredible rusting hulk lays in the mud as still as death within the harbor of Pearl, where harbingers of doom from the land of the Rising Sun have stunned our beloved sons with fire from above and but cold liquid sleep within the deep.wcl	*You must hold me close and forever, before the breath is taken~~~~~~ and love will be forsaken.wcl*	*Happiness is only for the mind that is active, with thoughts considering others wishes. Toxicity with it's complixities of deadly poison is for the unforgiven.wcl*

The insightful painting is sereen, alas, for it's silent succubus is seething~~~~~~~~~ beneath the tranquility of mood altering dimension beyond comprehension. The waves casually turn, their gilted whitecaps moving on their way like unto the tides as they abide for a moment, and flow~~~~~~~~, then go~~~~~~ like former pals must do. It flows in, then out and into the sea again, why is it so; that eternal, infernal thing that brings shades of happiness and then sadness too? I see the gleaming sun tinted painting of the sea, it's layers of paint so complex too, beneath it's smooth brushed facade of turquoise blue, and seen from the fabled ship of fools, tied to the dock of no return.wcl	Unseen by mortals we; a fourth dimension with wonders beyond our humble comprehensions, with entities and thoughts upon a much higher plane than us with our sullen pain, for here we are under the great microscope of hope.wcl	So terribly tormented by the demented, spat upon, exhausted, the gentle mouth open for want of breath, HE was transgressed for the peoples want of death, along the pebbled road of the ancient Via Dolorosa. HE stumbled and fell beneath the heavy wooden cross on the weary climb up to Calvary, where the planting of the tree 'twould mean DIVINITY could set all free from bonded shackles of iniquity, and died alone for you and me.wcl	Todays headlines click; with the gangsta rappin sick, barrel chested, baldheaded hoodlums with baggy pants, as snear and snicker as the cameras flicker. Their eyes are mirrors of their elements, and it's so hard to nought be judgmental.wcl
*Within the final analysis, what else is there that's worth the care but LOVE? And when one ceasess to feel it, I shudder~~~~~~~~~ at the consequences~~~~~~~~~~.wcl*	I almost feel guilty for the joy of my happiness, and I ponder what's missing within my simplistic addiction? Maybe I haven't endured enough searing~~~~~~ pain to complain or to perceive what pure unadulterated AGONY is? I once was lost within depressions recession, but that was a long while ago, and I know that I love to wake up every morning to face the new day, and to engage within something that I love to do, like maybe "wordsmything." And is there something wrong with this? Please let me know if there is, for I take my days seriously.wcl	I didn't rush into the selection, even though I had that great infection burning within. I gave it time, and went through the girls one by one, until someone unforgettable cought my attention. Thrilling it 'twas, and I shall never forget how she was; my lifetime valentine.	He is the "Master Practicioner" of the one handed pushup, and so I asked him to arm wrestle, for I was good at that, and it's a fact that Jack Palance's old wrinkled eyes couldn't tell lies as he told me emphatically, "I'll put you down, you stupid clown." Heh heh heh and ha, and I didn't prefer to do the old man harm, but pride was at stake, and so I flexed my arm real hard, and then put his ancient one within quick motion~~~~~~~~~~, and yes, I felt real sick as heard~~~~~~~~~ that terrible cracking~~~~~~~~~ sound of famous bone then showing through the red bloodied flesh of his arm, and oh~~~~~~~~ what a GREAT ACTOR he was, as he didn't grimace~~~~~~~~ or show the pain, and of course I want you to know that this never really happened at all; just a tall tale it is, but still provocative.wcl
Military Whitecoat times were a paradox of joy and pain, something that still remains within this mind, as a "lesser God" ruled~~~~~~~~~ me with his look of scorn and with his heart as cold as stone, and to escape~~~~~~~ I did, and forbid the scorn and sting~~~~~~~~~~ I also had for he; my Company Commander.wcl	This boy had loved and lost, was overcome with broken tokens of romantic emotion, and could hardly even breathe her name because of shame of loss. The rain in pain as the sun had set beyond the horizon for another day, and unbeknownst to me, the unquenchable fire of one man's desires, to ignite and to love again, as someone more beautiful than she 'twas to set my soul on fire within the awakening of one once forsaken~~~~~~~~~~wcl.	Innocent guile of a juvenile beguilled~~~~~~~~~~, with carved love incantations of valentines~~~~~~~~~; initials upon the bark of lofty Eucalyptus trees down throughout ensuing years. Those fabled feelings were part of growing~~~~~~~~and of knowing what wisdom is and that you cannot have everything as seen within the candy store of life, and with but one silver dime entwined within nimble fingers as memory lingers within my poets mind.wcl	*Reaching~~~~~~~~, ever wanting to fill~~~~~~~ the inner void within a world of walking wounded, and perchance that's including me?wcl*
The somewhat blind practicioners~~~~~~~ of worldly wealth untold, and I am told it is paradoxical, the toxic pragmatic theme, it's poloristic liguistic whiles of bile, the governorship within tokens of hish esteem, where money rules~~~~~~~~~, and in the end only for fools in wanting for their own humanity. Truth lies within the dying~~~~~~~~, or at the wake for pity's sake, where it brings acknowledgement of sin, and alas, where money is still in.wcl	Someone dear and intelligent asked my "WHY" I do this? Silence consumned~~~~~~~~~~ me for a moment, and I couldn't reply as such with the rush of why would I then? I was pondering her motivation, and here is all that I recall, now that I've learned the art of words, all I can say is, "I just can't help it and I feel that I was meant to do it, even though I may never ever be understood within my writers moods~~~~~~~~~~~~."wcl	I am one of those strange entities~~~~~~~~; one cast within a certain sigularity and one whom would wander alone within a crowded plaza or room with those painful feelings of not belonging. And so I set myself adrift, as if to sail off within the mists, to far off places and to the shores of my dreams and into the jungles of ecstacy within my own fantasies, and to find that I was only that far off island unto myself. For I know and perceive it so, the painful curse of "solitude."wcl	The ink is splayed~~~~~~~ and spilled~~~~~~~~~ as if it is the will, and the quill is that marvellous tool of the golden rule, or alas, to be used~~~~~~~~ by loquacious fools. With it in hand, I must reveal~~~~~~~~ my secret hopes and dreams, and so funny it now seems, that I display~~~~~~~ too often some tormented zit with joyous wit.wcl

*Legends are borne along within the word of TRUTH, for deceception~~~~~~~ with subterfuge can find no refuge when all is done and reconciled with.wcl*	*Oppressed was I; then I dealt the gentle touch and of soft caresses~~~~~~~~~~ until the will was broken~~~~~~~, then the healing came with nought in stress anymore.wcl*	I bleed~~~~~~~~ for the innocent, while on and on, the long night breeds~~~~~~~~~ it's sinister metaphor of the diabolical, as dark shadows obscure those villainous provocateurs of something for nought a thing, as legions of thugs will mug those that are nought aware.	Stubbed~~~~~~~ my BIG toe, and then I know nought to be careless, and yes, so it goes~~~~~~~~ from the womb and to the tomb, and please LORD help me to be understanding of those whom cannot perceive the truth, and will nought receive understanding with common logic.wcl
*It seems mean and cruel, but tough love~~~~~~~~ inspires one to be giving and living within one's means.wcl*	I'm not quick, and for that it makes me sick inside, for that provides ammunition for my enemies. But I do have wit and zit with understanding with logic too, more than most in fact, and so I propose a toast for truth indeed.wcl	The lamenting of loneliness breeds~~~~~~~~ the enzymes in despair, and the very wise are aware of true beauty that dwells within, and one must wait until she appears~~~~~~~~; that idealistic of thine linguistics supreme.	*Almost everyone I know wears the mask of respectability; the liability within disability known only to someone close, such as a mate, and this life is but a stage for the fate that we deserve.*
George spoke with loquacity, and I indeed was impressed with his intelligence and logic, and so I told him that I thought him wise, to which he replied, "If I was smart I would have money." I had to agree, for you see that money rules~~~~~~~~~~~~wcl	The old princely artist spent a lifetime creating~~~~~~~~~ oils, as if he knew that fame and it's fabled spoils was just around the corner, but it seems his dreams were nought to be, for he died "obscure" and alone, alas at Bronderslev	*When "communication" stops~~~~~~~~~, and is nul and void, is when the trouble starts, so let's keep those keys flying across the communication spectrum, and then some.*	Caught kissing a sweet girl at San Pasqual Academy. Someone told me that a girl should only be kissed if you planned to marry her. I chuckled some, and thought about what the boy had said. I perceived truth, but still I didn't learn a thing. Now I ponder of how he had such wisdom at such a young age?
I have always believed in truth, but alas at seventeen someone asked me to lie to save his hide, and so I did to my chagrine. The years have come and gone and still I feel the stab of pain, to know that I had done such evil so !	The ultra liberal theologian and I had differences~~~~~~~~~. I stood my ground, and the anger raged~~~~~~~~~~. He was very perceptive, cunning and smart, decided to shame me to gain the advantage. "You are my best friend," he said so casually, and to which I replied, "I don't recall that I have any friends." He seemed bewildered and left my house forever, and yes I know why, for I'm afraid that I caught him in a lie.	I was feeling blue, didn't know what to do until I talked to an old friend that had the same story to tell as I. Then I understood that I am nought alone, even though the years have shown the truth as I perceive the cliques that are always there for the unaware, as if I and my friend are nought welcome there.	Like unto faded footprints in the sand, they are there for the aware, and I shant forget them; those memories~~~~~~~~ that cling, sting and sing within a soul, some good, some bad, and some that may be haunting too.