Pater noster, light of lords, king of kings, heaven and all
I invoke your name, your presence, tuus spiritu,
oh, nameless one. Let no man bear the cross
alone and bare. Give peace and protection,
lord of lore, pacem praesidiumque da, to
the one who needs it most, mother,
The one who bore me, Christine Marie Mech Kwiatkowski,
she who knows the quiet cow on the skiing slops of
the Alps, she who is married
to a worker and a father,
she who puts up with twins
of the tetragametic chimerism, but not really,
and another son, but four
children daily, she who lost
her mother quickly and unceremoniously to fools
and fair freedomless fortuneless fathoms, the poppy
of the seeds of the Wicked Witch, sleep
child, sleep no more, but til the morn comes
in the cloudless and dayless sky. For I shall stand here
and plant the seeds of the doubtless/ful papaver rhoneas
into the works of man.
So protect her, agna, protect her from the horrors of the world:
pacem praesidiumque da, protect her from
the pressures of the teaching environment;
papaver atlanticum – I curse away
thou empty life, and cast ye into the desplaines river.
She who is a teacher, one of fools and little
children, how often the same really, with the
whining and the cryi-
wait too young, of the 7th and 8th
graders. A desk witness the trials and
tribulations, hydrodamalis gigas, with 42+ students
across the day of course,
babysitter wages = lies,
filled with countless hours and minutes
clocked by the sounds of monotone and
mondays. But its always a thursday
and never got the hang of it, did she, no.
Knowing is knowledge is not the the no
of the Nottingham novella, so grant the pax
required to work through the days of youre.
pacem praesidiumque da, and protect her from
the pains of death, save her brother from his disease;
bronchioli respiratorii – I curse away
thou folk fluids, and cast ye into the desplaines river
She who is the liver at 45 S. California Ave
mundelein, in the north suburb of Chicago, home
of the Burger King with coke and coke, pedophiles
and murders, but still no shooting. No use crying over
the mistake, especially with cake. She who
has always lived in mundane lion, once two blocks
from her junior high, where the iron sleeps,
is necessary sometimes to work
through the school daze/days.
pacem praesidiumque da, protect her from
the periods of loneliness that plague society;
papaver alpinum – I curse away
thou needless workings, and cast ye into the desplaines river
She of oak and elm, pine and fur. She of the lake
county counting and counting the dreamless
lily of the marked pox of pacis. No Reaver am I.
Reach forth king of kings, stretch arms as though a
dying elm of our front lawn, reach forth and
stretch to the ands of guide her, guide to grace
and peace, happiness. That time graced to us,
is an illusion, a lusion of the day and allusion to
the night, and thus lunch time, doubly so. Especially
with sperm whales from the sky. The elm can not catch
something as that, but you can, thylacoleo.
pacem praesidiumque da, protect her from
the darkness of the fear that lies awake at night.
ligamentum collaterale tibiale – I curse away
thou foul break, and cast ye into the desplaines river.
The cake is lying moist. Lying awake
in the mephistophilitic world of bel's bells, the
nephroptosis harms no more. It does not dingle and
dangle with the displaced breast tissue, neither of which She
has. Harden thy blood, for haemochromatosis lacks
what the seeds deliver. The fox can hamr with its weapons of mass
echinococcosis, but fear not him for there is protection.
The moist cake lies and brings about naphthalene poison,
so eat well and stay away from fire. The cake is lying moist.
pacem praesidiumque da, protect her from
burnt cake with the terrible crust;
papaver gracile – I curse away
thou false grace, and cast ye into the desplaines river.
She who bakes the most delicious cakes and cookies,
especially this peanut butter one that almost
melts in your mouth when you eat it. In the beginning
thought, it was created, some regarded it
as a bad idea, but I enjoyed it. The peanut better cookie.
Not the universe. Happiness, hydrodamalis gigas, does not come
from moving around little green sheets of paper,
considering these papers are not unhappy themselves
but in the form of a freshly baked peanut butter cookie
from she who bakes. Some's the effect of
having your brains smashed out with a
slice of lemon zest wrapped around a gold brick.
pacem praesidiumque da, protect her from
the greed of society, let her keep her money.
membrana vitrea - I curse away
thou foolishness, and cast ye into the desplaines river
She of Lake Michigan and other tiny lakes
around the county. She of the dog who sleeps on
the couch against threat of lemon juice. She of the
blue chrystler, which is a nice car but hard to get into
sometimes. (What are cows? At home)
She of the broken ligamentum collaterale carpi radiale
from dancing at a wedding. She of the computer illiterate,
working (ever talk to a computer, thylacoleo, it hates me) a great
deal on it. School requires it, as well does
home and pleasure.
pacem praesidiumque da, protect her from
ignorance of people, allow them to understand her.
Papaver somniferum – I curse away
thou embodiment of slumber, and cast ye into the desplaines river.
She of the red fox, sly and cunning, intelligent and witty,
take faith in the guile and wit to outclass the leading
powers of your work. Protect her, red fox, granting
the vision and knowledge to walk without care.
She of the white-tailed deer, noble and wise,
take faith in the mothering and protection of
your young and life. Protect her, white-tailed deer,
guiding through the forest to the peaceful waters.
She of the barn owl, reader and knowledge bearer,
take faith in the books of the tree and the workings
of your knowledge. Protect her, barn owl, from the world's
anger by hiding away in a book.
She of the black lab, loyal and loving, never doubting,
take faith in your love of family and life and guide yourself
by them. Protect her, black lab, bark at the intruders and
greet the arrivers.
She of the field mouse, meek yet strong, a force
for itself, take faith in your duties and existence, for you
at live by his grace, be blessed. Protect her field mouse,
for the meek shall inherit the earth.
Beatitudes grace so much, and disease so little,
or other way away; confusion equals disease
of the walking wath wingdim winklering whil witou
warmth. Homes and holmes hold no boundaries,
and nothing is elementary, hydrodamalis gigas, so bless
she of the heart, so I can sleep.
PATER noster, qui est in caelis, sanctificetur nomen tuum.
Protect and guide, agna, giving her the happiness from
the sorrow of loss;
Adveniat regnum tuum. Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo et in terra.
Protect and guide, lux lucis, from the terrible floods
of human emotion;
Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie, et dimitte nobis debita nostra sicut
Protect and guide, rex regorum, away from the mythic
forest of fear;
et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris.
Protect and guide, caelus omniaque, from the over
stimulation of cloud particules;
Et ne nos inducas in tentationem, sed libera nos a malo.
Protect and guide, domninus litterarum, from the course
changes of the oh-hi-oh river.
Amen
grant us your peace.
