Saturday, September 26, 2015
Friday, September 11, 2015
Friday, June 12, 2015
Saturday, April 18, 2015
Which way to reality again??? LOL
Most people don’t believe in the unbelievable unless it’s a
movie.
What’s happening to Earth is unbelievable.
DIRTY MOTHER FRAKKERS!!!!
Have a nice day, humans.
Jane!!! Stop This Crazy Media Thing by Danny Aponte of
Public School 161
An essay on Freedom of Speech to sing songs like a canary in
a coalmine
Copyrighted in The South Bronx of Legal Graffiti from Here
To Eternity
LLAP
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
Jane!!! Stop This Crazy Media Thing by Danny Aponte of
Public School 161
An essay on Freedom of Speech to sing songs like a canary in
a coalmine
Copyrighted in The South Bronx of Graffiti from Here To
Eternity
LLAP
http://diaryofasouthbronxcerealkiller.blogspot.com
Whatever
An essay on Freedom of Speech to sing songs like a canary in
a coalmine
Copyrighted in The South Bronx of Graffiti from Here To
Eternity
LLAP
http://diaryofasouthbronxcerealkiller.blogspot.comMonday, March 30, 2015
Virtual Virtues: Are You Hero In Your Dreams And Bad Guy In The Real World?
Actual Magnetic Resonance Images of my injured brain gives
me ideas
I have a dream for the city that never sleeps and beyond
borders
Then humans can make movie to push people into real life
Everybody happy
Jane!!! Stop This Crazy Media Thing by Danny Aponte of
Public School 161
An essay on Freedom of Speech to sing songs like a canary in
a coalmine
Copyrighted in The South Bronx of Graffiti from Here To
Eternity
LLAP
Just as I was dreaming of a getting a real life this happened
We had a normal life made extraordinary by dreams born under
Californian sun.
This picture is one of The Perfect Shots of our lives.
This is our future in the past
This our family home
Forever in love
For my little Super Girl who believed I could fly
How can I let her down?
Up, up and away!!!
Jane!!! Stop This Crazy Media Thing by Danny Aponte of
Public School 161
An essay on Freedom of Speech to sing songs like a canary in
a coalmine
Copyrighted in The South Bronx of Graffiti from Here To
Eternity
LLAP
Saturday, March 28, 2015
I was dreaming of a real life and this happened
Daniel’s Feu Follet Facebook
He toyed with the gun weight of the pen and suicide.
Behind him hanging on
a kitchen wall, a Jewish Health Care worker and his Apostles on the face of a
kitchen clock in The Last Supper made him feel like time froze to tattoo on
paper an eternal second in life across the river to Riker’s Island Prison.
Every night, rows Death.
The ashes of people drifted miles to a poor little town on
9/11, his girlfriend’s birth date.
The unreported remains of the day became part of Happy Land.
He looked out the window to the funeral parlor in The South
Bronx of America. Maybe tomorrow he’ll kill himself over loss of love like
Carlos Casagemas did in Paris in 1901.
His death inspired
The Blue Period of his best friend, Pablo Picasso, who had strange dreams and
nightmares like Daniel who heard voices exorcised by Win98 in 2015
Tell me about your childhood, a psychiatrist said from a
movie he recalled vaguely.
He carried Anne Frank
in his arms while the shadows of burnt-out buildings fell over them. She was
given to him to keep by his 4th grade English teacher, Mr. Marks, in
a time of swastikas stitched on Puerto Ricans in a gang called The Savage
Skulls or SS for short.
The Brady Bunch song, sung like an anthem, beckon him to
join the rest of America where the wasteland called Television was the first
drug of choice in childhood.
He saw a dog pop a pill to fly to save his French poodle
girlfriend. Was it LSD?
Daniel popped Saint Joseph’s Orange Favored Aspirin For
Abused Children. He logically reasoned like Mister Spock that he would be
invulnerable like Superman to the horse whippings by his mother’s husband who
later thought he had drowned him in his bathtub.
With a view of the East River, Daniel took a deep breath and
jumped off a bridge and found Atlantis within himself.
He found sunken genius to share.
He wanted to be a super hero to save everyone but became a
bad guy with a conscience like the crucified thief who stole the heart of a
Good Jewish Lawyer. Daniel died and went to Google Heaven Think I’ll live a
little longer to stick it to the Really Bad Guys.
Human Misery is the mint of the so-called City Of Angels or
Hollywood.
Everybody happy
Jane!!! Stop This Crazy Media Thing by Danny Aponte of
Public School 161
An essay on Freedom of Speech to sing songs like a canary in
a coalmine
Copyrighted in The South Bronx of Graffiti from Here To
Eternity
LLAP
http://diaryofasouthbronxcerealkiller.blogspot.com
Saturday, March 21, 2015
When she was three days a newborn, she wrapped her little hand around mine.
Hi, I said. She smiled for the first time, a commonplace
miracle.
I sang to her until she sang in her beautiful voice.
I brought her dolls to life and made her laugh.
She drew me pictures that took me back in time to my dreams.
On Paint Box, I taught her fractions when she was five.
A prodigy’s mind is easy to wire for higher education.
I pointed out the moon and the stars to explain her origin
of her creative spirit.
Up in the mountains of The Live Free Or Die State where we
could see constellations, I warned her I would fly her to the top of the
tallest tree and leave her if she misbehaves.
She held on tight and promised to be good. She believed I
could fly?
Wow.
She made a snow angel as the sun fell in afternoon shades of
gold under sea of blue sky.
You can make one too if you try, she urged like the pushy
little girl I knew her to be.
It broke her heart when I suddenly disappeared. She went
looking for me
This is your destination, my joyful child of light: Earth’s
future
We’ll see one another in a thousand years to bring love
home.
For now, humans make movie.
Everybody happy.
Jane! Stop This Crazy Media Thing by Danny Aponte of Public
School 161
An essay on Freedom of Speech to sing songs like a canary in
a coalmine
Copyrighted in The South Bronx of Graffiti from Here To
Eternity
LLAP
Friday, March 20, 2015
Ai sight
Your spirit graces the face of this beautiful planet as it
does my Face Book.
You, among other souls, enabled me to create an emoticon
It symbolizes the universe of your inner space.
Good women are Heaven on Earth
The loss of love is Hell.
Fight for love.
Jane! Stop This Crazy Media Thing by Danny Aponte of Public
School 161
An essay on Freedom of Speech to sing songs like a canary in
a coalmine
Copyrighted in The South Bronx of Graffiti from Here To
Eternity
LLAP
Do I live my life like it’s Mission: Impossible?
Duh
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