In Those Piles of, Autumn Leaves…

In those piles of, autumn leaves, lay the already DEAD!  In those piles of, autumn leaves, there’s, only the remains of our, yesterdays, rotting away, little, by little.

And, by the time we searched for what’d been lost, in those piles of, autumn leaves, there would be, nothing, but the invisible bones that we can’t, even touch anymore!

In those piles of, autumn leaves, those dreams of our yesterdays got covered up, and we’d dug, into the ground, to try to, recover them, got all the dirt under our, fingernails, and we still, can’t reach them, they got, buried too deep, in those piles, autumn leaves now.

in places, underneath here…

photo from online

In those piles of, autumn leaves, you’ll, find the dead bodies (or maybe, they’re all just, sleeping, yeah, that’s it!!!) of those, insects, deep, into the ground, they’re, hibernating from the coming of the cold, harsh winters, guess we should be, getting ready for that too, huh???

In those piles of autumn leaves, you will find, me, you, us, this dead child I would’ve caried for you (uh dude, you gotta be, DELUSIONAL here!!!), and none of that is, in existence now, because you mother @#%$ING (so???), murdered ME, and I’d, BURIED my SELF down, TEN-feet underground (‘cuz six feet’s still, too shallow, as I will, CLAW my way out!) already, and right beside me lay, my DEAD ghost of a baby girl, my darling, EMILY!

Unfathering, a Child…

How you gonna, do that, huh???  Oh I know, hit that, REWIND button, so the moment your DICK got, shoved UP her you-know-where, and you’d, fired off your shots, you don’t…right???

Unfathering, a child, you can’t do that, “honey”, ‘cuz, it’ not like you can, hit the REWIND, and turn everything backwards, just a few, second, before you decided to, “go in”, can you?  Of course not.

And, although ,you can’t, unfather a child, guess what, I can, ‘cuz I got the POWER (muah-ha-ha, that’s my evil laugh, by the way!) to.

now, the race of, tadpoles…from online

see how all of ’em try to stick their heads in, but none can???

Unfather a child, you already had, honey, and guess WHO the big mama is?  Exactly, and seeing how this is a coup d’état of this HEN house by this ROOSTER (moi!!!), nobody moves!

And, congrats, we’re, no longer your children, daddies, you done your “work”, at the moment you inserted your god damn DICK into our mothers’, vaginas, and that, is as far as fatherhood, goes, for all y’all, sons-of-bitches (where’s that scalpel???) combined…

DADDY by Kristin Garth — Punk Noir Magazine

PATTY GIDDIS                                                                Inbox – iCloud  3:23 am   Fine let’s talk this way   To:  mgiddis@aol.com   Daddy,   Maybe this way you won’t hang up on me again or worry about my roommate knowing my sordid secret.  She’s not even here to peek over my shoulder at what I’m typing – actually would never […]

DADDY by Kristin Garth — Punk Noir Magazine

Dreams, Kept Safe, in the, Rabbit Hole

Dreams, kept safe, in the, Rabbit Hole, until, until those, landscapers came, to redo Alice’s parents’, gardens, then, all HELL breaks loose!

The Rabbit Hole was supposed to have been all Alice’s own, her secret hiding place for her dreams, fantasies, her fears too, and yet, one day, her parents decided, to redo the landscape of her garden, and, dug everything up, then, everything was gone, when Alice came home from school that day.

desperately trying to follow her childhood fantasy down the rabbit hole! From online

She’d felt betrayed by her parents, how could they, how could they, just, dig up all her dream in the Rabbit Hole without HER permission?  I mean, yeah, fine, the garden, the home, everything on the land belonged to her parents, sure, but, how could they, prod into, her private little, haven?

Dreams, kept safe in the, Rabbit Hole, she thought, she’d found, a secure and, secret place for all her dreams, her fears, and her hopes, but she’d, miscalculated everything.

That was, the very last time, Alice came back to that garden of her childhood, where she’d fallen asleep, and saw that Rabbit running late…………

In Need of More Resources from the Local Communities to Pull the At-Risk Children Back

The problem of these, at-risk teens, and there’s not enough resource provided in their local areas, which makes it harder, to save them, to keep them on that right paths of their lives, off of the Front Page Sections, translated…

The juvenile criminals are mostly in drugs, and fraud, this is closely related to the society’s current situations, the teens all have a cell phone, and are using the social networking apps, and can easily gather up with their peers, and have a bigger chance of getting into the new age drugs more.  And, there’s a high percentage of teens who’d gotten on the wrong side of the laws who’d been found to have the problems with their psychological wellbeing, and none of these can be resolved by the justice systems.

Guan (a false name), due to his elders’ spoiling him, started behaving badly, his father could no longer teach him wrong from right since a very long time ago, as he’d left home, he’d gotten involved with the gangs through the interactive social networking apps, and had a “godfather”. For Guan, “my godfather was kinder to me, gotten me work at the casinos, where I could make $3,000N.T. a night!”

Because he worked in the casinos, Guan was arrested, and, as the court lets him go, he’d returned to the side of his “godfather” and met and gotten involved with more gangsters.  Later, as his godfather was on the run from the law, he’d died, the court judge found him a place to stay, and he’d slowly, returned his life back on track, and, became a sports figure because of his interests.

“Chih” had been raised by his maternal grandmother, because the tribal regions he was raised in had the drug abuse problems, the first time he was caught for using drugs, he was not yet ten, and now, at age sixteen, he’d become, a frequent customer of the courthouses, other than the drug charges, he also got caught for fraud, as well as, assault.

The justice put “Chih” on probation, placed him in a home, the court offered counseling to him, they’d even sent him to rehab to help him kick his habit of abusing drugs, and had the psychiatrists discuss his case together, “Chih” loved the freedom of the mountains, ran away from the Daylight Books where he was working, set up by the pastor and his wife who’d treated him like he were their young, headed back to the tribe and helped his maternal grandmother watch and took care of the means of the grocery shops.

The judge stated, that “Chih” was not the only adolescent who’d gotten caught doing something wrong, to pull all of them back successfully, the drugs needed to be rooted up from the tribal, the community levels; and, there’s also the need for psychotherapy as well, counseling, the detox, the rehabilitations.  The court can, transfer the youths to the rehabs, but, it’s still in questions, that after these kids get out of treatment, are there going to be enough resources to keep them staying on the right tracks.

And so, this is a serious, problem, that we’re having here, these kids are from the lesser areas, of tribes, of distant regions, which means, that there would be not enough resources locally, and most of these kids joined up with gangs, because they can’t fit in, they don’t feel they belong anywhere, and the gangs are the only place they feel that there are, someone who cared for them.

Ten Years for His Rape on Young Children

Uh, this is still, too, lenient, and, based off of his records, he’s bound to, do it again, after his release early, from “good behavior” inside that cage…

Ten years for his rape on your children, how’s that enough, huh?  The damages, the traumas his victims experienced last way longer, than what he’d been, sentenced to serve, and what’s worse, is that more than likely, (b/c the law isn’t here to protect the victims!), he will get his teaching post back, and then, more of them, tiny little, victims will start getting GUNNED down!

Ten years for his rape on young children, that’s not going to be nearly enough, even if you throw this sexual predator, rapist, child molester (or whatever you want to “name” him!) behind bars for the rest of his god damn life (without ANY chance of parole this time!), it still won’t be enough, to make UP for what he did, to those young children.

And there’s NOTHING we can do about these sorts of shit here!

A Secret Portal Back to Her Childhood, Alice Had, Found…

A secret portal back to her childhood, Alice had, found.  She was so happy, and eager to jump right in, because she’d, forgotten all about what’d happened to her as a very young child previously, only remembered the wonderful things, the dreams of, cotton candy cloud, unicorns, what-nots that she’d had from before.

So, she’d, followed that Rabbit that’s, running late (life’s calling, honey!!!), and, slid down that secret portal back to her childhood, and, started adventuring, back to, before.

she’d crawled in…

S**T (b/c children aren’t supposed to cuss???), I’m STUCK! Found online

A secret portal back to her childhood, Alice had found, but, the moment she’d, started, falling down into the abyss (the Rabbit Hole), she’d, regretted it, and, there’s still, NO turning back to her, she got to, see it through, remember what was once there, but, forgotten already!

A secret portal back to her childhood, Alice had found, she’d, ventured, deep, into that hole, and, got her head chopped off by the Queen, and, because she’d died in her dreams, she can’t, wake back up, into, the reality again…

So, guess, she shouldn’t have been, curious, and now she’d learned, that curiosity does NOT just KILL that C-A-T, it’d, killed her too!

His Face

His face, a monster, that will, NEVER be, erased from my mind…

His face, that’s, haunted me since, and I don’t EVER see him anymore out there, on the streets anymore.

His face, that will, NEVER go away, etched, into my mind, branded onto, my heart, and, no laser surgical removal of this, permanent SCAR will EVER get it off of me.

His face, a face that’s obscene, that just, kept, gawking at me, at us, women, with the, HUGE breasts, with their, long legs in their, super short shorts…

His face, it will, NEVER go away, not for me, for I remembered, EVERYTHING that’s done to me, since I was very young still, and yet, I’d, erased him out of my mind, as a, person.

he used to come, every single night!

photo from online

His face, I no longer took a note of, he no longer, existed, in this, world I live in!  His face, smeared now, and I can’t, even, recall it, but if I focused my mind, I can, make it out, almost, I guess…

His face, the face of the man who’d, raped me, how can I, forget?  He’d, attacked me, every single night when I close my eyes, he’s, the very first thing I see, when I wake in the morn, he’s, everywhere I am, even though, he’d already been, dead (and no, I still did NOT, “murder” him either!), for…how many years had it been again???  Can’t remember, when the last time I saw him, lurking ‘round the corner of that street………

Beliefs about Being, “Privileged”…

Some of us, were raised in homes, where there’s NOTHING lacking, materialistically speaking, but, we’d been, deprived of our, parents’, attentions growing up, so, are we, privileged, or are we not?

That’s just it, you know, most people define themselves, on being lucky, because they got all the money handed to them, ‘cuz they never had to work a day in their lives, for the sake, of that, hard-earned, dollar, and yet, there are, those of us, who got, EVERYTHING handed to us, money, polo shirts, name brand watches, purses, etc., etc., etc., and yeah we’re, materialistically well-to-do, but, we’re, still NOT, considered, RICH!

And yeah, maybe I’d been, too, SPOILED rotten, by the endless number of hundred dollar bills USD (they came in wads of, five to six “pieces” at a time from before!), and I NEVER had to “work a day in my life” for my “living” either.

And so, based off of solely just that, I guess I’m, totally, SPOILED, rotten all right.

But I know for a FACT, that I am NOT, spoiled rotten, ‘cuz I NEVER had what I was in need of, which was the unconditional love from my two primary attachment figures (hello, hello, hello?  And, I am NOT going back to tell you WHAT those are again here!), instead, I got, abused emotionally by his DEAD parents, BURNED by his dead father’s teacups and teapot, solely because, he didn’t want my wandering little hands, to pick up his SHIT and oopsy, drop it onto the floors and shatter his things, not to mention how his DEAD mother molested me, all the way, up into my early teens, when I got out of this SHIT hole, then, she stopped having “access” over me on the weekends, did that SHIT finally end.

And, it wasn’t until I got in my late twenties, did I realize, all these SHITS that’s happened to me.  On top of that, I am still, carrying this DEAD baby girl of mine (no need for “introduction” here), since 2008.

So, guess what I’m saying to all of y’all is this: I KNOW I’m now, more than ENTITLED to have a good AND easy (you have got to be SHITTING me here!) life that I’m now, currently living.

And no, I still don’t gotta worry ‘bout shits like M-O-N-E-Y.  Got that shit, shoved ALL the way up my you-know-where (don’t need to “draw”, do I???), since I was very young, and now, I’m still, “digesting” all of the Ben Franklins’, Ulysses S. Grants, Andrew Jacksons, etc., etc., etc., out right now…

So yeah I am, god damn “PRIVILEGED” here all right.

And you have GOT to be shitting me here!

This “spoiled BRAT” is done, for now…

The Three Traps in Society, Many Cases of Work-Scams Came Out of Cambodia

The reason why it’s just, next to impossible, to send someone to rescue those who are being sold into human trafficking in Cambodia right now, off of the Front Page Sections, translated…

The reports on the news media that came continually, of how younger generations of Taiwanese “got invited” to Cambodia to work at high-paying jobs, with their room and board all covered.  As they entered into the country, they were all incarcerated by the scam artist groups, beaten, raped, forced to sell, exchanged hands, they were all tortured in various means; even, there were those whose organs were harvested illegally and sold off.  Not only in Cambodia, but in northern Burma, Thailand, as well as the Philippines, there were similar cases, attracting the unsuspecting younger generations from Taiwan and from China to “work”.

There were only a handful of luckier youths, through the assortment of means who were, successfully, “rescued” out; even less of them, had been, lucky enough, to successfully run away, then, used an assortment of means (including the help from local Taiwanese merchants, or the rescue groups) to successfully return back to Taiwan.  Toward these prevalent cases of human trafficking job scams in Cambodia, our police departments seemed to only be using the more traditional means to handle it, including the officers trying to stop or persuade the potential “victims”; reason being how the government (not just the police forces’) not yet connecting all their resources together.  What’s fazing was, the internet, social media, as well as the printed media had the stories reported, why are there so many younger generations of Taiwanese still getting tricked?  There may be three possible reasons”

First, the younger generations in Taiwan lacked judgment: maybe because most of these younger adults lacked the worldly experiences, plus, the job outlook here isn’t that well.  They were all enticed by the lies of the high wages, and intentionally or unintentionally ignored the hidden potentials of dangers of going overseas to Cambodia.  As for why the younger generations in Taiwan lacked the sense, may have to do with the following reasons.

Secondly, the younger generations in Taiwan had drifted too far from education: the market for work isn’t friendly enough, surely, that’s a key reason of why the younger generations from Taiwan lacked the senses they needed.  But, the primary cause is due to the education the younger generations had at school being not in synchrony with the skills they needed to find better work.  There are a lot of high paying jobs, for instance, the plumbing/electrician, and the construction sites, that the younger generations didn’t want to get their hands dirty in.  Secondly, the technical universities were seen as second to the formal universities, keeping the younger generations away from these schools.  More importantly however, is how the education is separated from the job outlooks, which directly and indirectly caused the younger generations to not adapt to finding work, causing the next problem.

Third, the younger generations in Taiwan is not connected to the society: the originally in existence connection these younger generations have with the society, became, disconnected due to the complexities in politics, economics, and culture, which made it harder for the youths in Taiwan to find the work.  For example, the younger generations of Taiwanese getting scammed to go to Cambodia being so serious now, it’s no longer a matter of security”.  But, as the younger generations are tricked to go to Cambodia becoming a huge problem for the society, the government still treated this as a domestic matter of safety and security in the country.

These problems can’t all be tackled in the time being by the government or the society, but the government (not just the police), should come up with the short-term, and long-term policies to respond.  For instance, the police already started up their work, with the airport police, and the criminal investigations agency, halting those members of the younger generations from heading off into another country to work; the police department of Tainan had also, started up the reporting programs, the education, and started the searches for potential victims on a grander scale as well.  But what we don’t see, is the heads of governments gathering up to discuss, the connecting of the reporting, along with how the national government can work hand-in-hand with foreign countries, to connect the resources they need, to conduct the rescues effectively.

Simply because Taiwan doesn’t have any diplomatic ties with Cambodia, we’d, come into the hardships of conducting the rescues, and the communists’ patrolling our skies also, made the rescues harder directly and indirectly. 

And so, this is how our government still doesn’t do ENOUGH, to help those who were sold off as “piggies” in Cambodia, yeah sure, we’re all worried, but, our hands are tied, what, with the communist military planes patrolling our air every two, three days, the ships crossing over the borders of our waters, the government’s completely, too busy, dealing, so how can this government possibly, spare any of its attention to those younger generation members who are sold off in Cambodia, besides, we ain’t got diplomatic ties with the country, which makes rescuing these younger generations even harder still.