Cellular Function

 I sleep in a soft bed chamber.  My body relaxes and I feel the pain of the day drip away.  After a time in dreams, I wake with schemes of those who are not almighty nipping at my knees.  It is disease and I need to keep my feet and to walk down the street.  It is not a deal that is big.  I have handled it since infanthood around Japanese who said I was a pig.  Roast a pig, put an apple in its mouth and you can dance and sing so openly now.  It is so fun and funny, take a picture.  Life on the ledge has been a learning curve that did swerve.  I swerved too and caught every avenue with my imbued NINJA motorcycle.  Maybe my life is not great as people see, but my poetry is important to me.  I now read nonfiction.  My study today is of romance.  Two books about crooks.  Not really.  One is about a set of teachers, and one is about a hybrid couple.  I read silently and to my cat.  I find the comedy laced in the dramady.  It is so easy now.  Chemicals have been an industry that I rode my NINJA through and found the AUTO BON, recently.  I investigate CD care and treatment industry, publicly, for university, and alcohol industry for legislature and distribution.  That gig has been the deal that is a Hefty cinch sac on the economy.  Now it is through.  I just stay away from conjecture every day.  I stay with my cat and only go out for exercise and needed supplies.  I see my family about once a week.  I am not a sneak, and my lovely cat is doing oh so well.  When I got him, he was violent as hell.  I did not give up.  He is my buttercup.  I love him so, and at times, I say no.  I am working with him now with a leash I bought to take him outside.  I take it out for him to smell every day.  He is not ready yet, so being his little Betty, I just listen to his timing and his boundaries.  Be well and hopefully you will not end up in a cell.  Maybe today I was ruled true Israeli without ever being to Israel, from just helping them with a web matter with their Mossad site.  Hopefully my journey tomorrow to Verizon Wireless will go alright.  I need a new phone.  I live alone, and weird anomalies are happening to my 2.5 year old Samsung.  I will sit back and just let the scene unfold as my mother and Verizon decide whether to try and repair the phone I have, or to put a new one in the mix.  I will transfer the photos from my SIM card if I get a new phone, but not discard the phone there.  The battery is not the issue.  It does not give warning of it even dying.  I do not want my phone frying.  With so much resolution and revolution, I need dependable electronics and cell phones can ignite for those who fight at this time.  Before now it was for those who are sea cow.  They look thin, but they do not know the trouble they are in.  Their Wiccan speech ignites the battery and the phone almost explodes, immediately.  That is how they blasphem God every day.  Maybe now they will have to pay.  No more cell phones for people who have had that malady be a reality.  I guess it is just a way to say, I just walk away and let telecommunications corporations handle it, privately.  Jennifer Mayer