A man enters Club ZEN in Port of Spain and orders a drink. ZEN has a new robot bartender.

The robot serves him a perfectly prepared cocktail, and then asks him: 'What's your IQ?'

The man replies '150' and the robot proceeds to make conversation about global warming factors,
quantum physics and spirituality,biomimicry, environmental interconnectedness, string theory, nano-technology, and sexual
proclivities.

The customer is very impressed and thinks, 'This is really cool.' He decides to test the robot. He walks out of ZEN, turns around, and comes back in for another drink. Again, the robot serves him the perfectly prepared drink and asks him, 'What's your IQ?' The man responds, 'about a 100.' Immediately the robot starts talking, but this time, about football, cricket, supermodels, favourite fast foods, guns and women's breasts.

Really impressed, the man leaves ZEN and decides to give the robot one more test. He heads out and returns, the robot serves him and asks, 'What's your IQ?' The man replies, 'uhh, 50, I think.' And the robot says... Real slowly, 'So............... Yuh gonna vote for Manning again?'

Deep River Poem

Two mirros faced one other.
With a sound they reflected the other.
When I meet someone who looks just like me; I think I'll make that sound.
Both children and adults like seeing themselves in the mirror.
Entranced by one's own reflection.
If you forget that it's a mirror, the silent space will overwhelm you, and you'll remember the emptiness.
I am a mirror.
I will not stretch out my hand to those who are stuck.
In the places where the light never shines.
Instead I'll try to stay with them.
Then we'll see the same view.
I know that if you can emphasize with someone's pain, then the pain can turn into something good.
The sadness doesn't go away, nor does the world change.
But seeing the world within me turned upside down was most certainly a new sight.
Everyone is looking for someone who looks like them.
No matter how much you hate yourself, you can love someone who looks like you.
There is no love in admiration or adoration.
However...
The thing people will love the most in their life is the person who resembles them most in the world.
Their child.
I am a child.
I believe I am on the right path.
So anything I cast aside or abandoned on the way, I don't think of as sacrifices.
The sky closes it's eyes.

Utada United Poem

The sound of air
The sound of water
The sound of sand
The sound of particles flowing above me
The sound of blood running through me
Little things gradually begin to connect
Large things, growing ever larger, begin to crumble
Becomes smaller. Disappears. Appears. Disappears.
No one is present; no one is present inside my heart
Quiet and vast
There stands a giant tree
Quiet and vast, between the sky and grassy plain it stands
Why is it that we try and show ourselves in a positive light?
Why is that we try so hard everyday to have others like us?
Why is that, when people finally like us, we want to be alone?
I want to be spoiled by someone
I want to be drawn to something soft
I want to reveal a secret to someone
I want people to see my true self
Or do I not want them to see?
I want people to see, but I am afraid of being seen
Which is why I am sad

It is enough for our true selves to be known only by ourselves
That is what I think.

Now Look What’s Happened
I’m Yours And You’re Mine
I’m Astonished, I Don’t Know What To Say
How Did The Moon Come Out In The Daytime?
Life Seems To Be Awake And Yet Lost In A Dreamworld
The Heart Is Intoxicated With Bittersweet Pangs Of Love
How Clear And Shining The Atmosphere Is
This Place We’re In Is Filled With Color
Which Spills From Our Eyes
Through Blue, Blue Clouds Filters
A Soft Light



I Was Unaware That Such Things Could Even Happen
That Love Would Flood Me This Way
This Promise, This Love Is What’s True
Every Other Bond Is False
A Soft Love-filled Tune Mingles With My Breath
Now Look What’s Happened
I’m Yours And You’re Mine
I’m Astonished, I Don’t Know What To Say
How Did The Moon Come Out In The Daytime?
Life Seems To Be Awake And Yet Lost In A Dreamworld

You know when you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know.

I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it. A man answered, saying 'Hello.'

I politely said, 'This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn Carter?'

Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear, 'Get the right f *** ing number!' and the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits.

After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.

When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled, 'You're an ass hole!' and hung up.

I wrote his number down with the word 'ass hole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer.

Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, 'You're an ass hole!'

It always cheered me up.

Then Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'ass hole' calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, 'Hi, this is John Smith from the telephone company. I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID program?'

He yelled, 'NO!' and slammed down the phone.

I quickly called him back and said, 'That's because you're an ass hole!' and hung up.

One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot.

Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me. I noticed a 'For Sale ' sign in his back window, so I wrote down hi s number.

A couple of days later, right after calling the first ass hole (I had his number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the BMW ass hole, too.

I said, 'Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?'

He said, 'Yes, it is.' I asked, 'Can you tell me where I can see it?'
He said, 'Yes, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax. It's a yellow duplex, and the car's parked right out in front.'

I asked, 'What's your name?'

He said, 'My name is Ted Hansen.'

I asked, 'When's a good time to catch you, Ted?'

He said, 'I'm home every evening after five.'

I said, 'Listen, Ted, can I tell you something?'

He said, 'Yes?'

I said, 'Ted, you're an ass hole!'

T hen I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.

Now, when I had a problem, I had two ass holes to call.

Then I came up with an idea. I called ass hole #1

He said, 'Hello.'

I said, 'You're an ass hole!' (But I didn't hang up.)

He asked, 'Are you still there?'

I said, 'Yeah.'

He screamed, 'Stop calling me.'

I said, 'Make me.'

He asked, 'Who are you?'

I said, 'My name is Ted Hansen.'

He said, 'Yeah? Where do you live?'

I said, 'ass hole, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax , a yellow duplex, I have a black Beamer parked in front.'

He said, 'I' m coming over right now, Ted. And you had better start saying your prayers.'

I said, 'Yeah, like I'm really scared, ass hole,' and hung up.

Then I called ass hole #2.

He said, 'Hello?'

I said, 'Hello, ass hole.'

He yelled, 'If I ever find out who you are...'

I said, 'You'll what?'

He exclaimed, 'I'll kick your ass!'

I answered, 'Well, ass hole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now.'

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.

Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in Oaktree Blvd. in Fairfax.

I quickly got into my car and headed over to Fairfax.

I got there just in time to watch two ass holes beating the crap out of each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter and surrounded by a news crew.

NOW I feel much better. Anger management really does work.

Rāvaṇa, रावण.
Dashamukha (दशमुख, The Ten-faced),
Dashagriva (दशग्रीव, The Ten-necked)
Dashakantha (दशकण्ठ, Ten Throats).