Personal plea: Don't judge my writing if you don't read all of it to the end. I like using misleading titles, misdirection, and changing subjects and viewpoints near the end. I like to twist and turn the context to give surprise endings and good ironic or sarcastic end lines. I love Dr Jonathan Swift 'a modest proposal' tone, Satire and writing as someone who is not really me to make a larger point. If you hadn't read all of it to the end = then you have not read the piece at all! . When in doubt, Ask me what I actually think and believe! . Cheers. Signed Ross E F Lombardi RatLombot@Gmail.Com .

 ! Mark the day this was posted!  The date stamp on this post. Trump is currently bragging.... ! 21 days All the bragging and "stuff" now will mean nothing within 21 days. 15th August 2025 This is not 'psychic powers' or "magic" or "prophecy" This is pattern recognition. . Grab your ankles. Grit your teeth! Brace for the vile storm! .

 . SHE SHOULD NEVER BE MINE! By Ross E F Lombardi . This is a preachy poem. To explain hard-to-explain things. . That you cannot own anyone. But you can give yourself to them. Even IF you wear each other’s rings. . There IS a major difference between the two, That no one seems to see. I cannot belong to her! She cannot belong to me! . To own is to possess, to have power. To enslave and take. While to give is to surrender both your egos To love for its own sake. . This is a preachy poem To Feel an easy to feel thing. . If you claim that you own someone. You might be unfaithful. As you seek to expand your holdings over other fleshy lands. . While if you give yourself to each other. You will never consider being unfaithful. You will keep hold of each other’s hands. . Love is something you give. Not Entitlement to beat with, inflict and break. It can only ever be a gift given. Never a prize to take. . This is a ...

! Let's play a game Hey Gronk! "In terms of the chances of there being a Nuclear War, taking into consideration the psychology of all the relevant world leaders concerned, Is the present-day situation, NOW better or worse than the Cuban Missile Crisis of 1962?"

. What was my ex-wife's name again? - I suddenly forgot! by Ross E F Lombardi. . Yes, I am a bit haunted by my ex . Yes, My ex plays on my mind far too often, . It was 30 years of my life! In THIS area! Everywhere I look, something nudges a synapse! Everywhere I look! A twinge of pain, As a broken heart marionette string is pulled. Everywhere! . Except one.... Everywhere I look, except one! . When I look in a certain direction, I forget her completely . When I look at a certain location, I barely remember my ex's name. . My eyes see. My mind empties. A bit of childish joy happens! . And this magical site shifts and changes its position. By using feet, and taxis and cars, and just generally moving around as people do. Which is annoying. Because stupid crushes suck! . The way to look, Depends on where that woman stands. This is very irritating. And extremely inconvenient. . Yes, Crushes suck! And very stupid crushes suck extra hard with spikes on! . This crush is Not 'stupid...

IT IS NOW OFFICIAL FOLKS!! According to one loud non-expert... - I AM an AI! COOL! So, I am not really a sad, lonely "mentally ill human" at all! I just have the wrong settings in the options menu! All I have to do now is find the hidden toggle to turn off the "broken-hearted skint loser mode", and then all my problems will be solved! Job done! . .

 NONE OF US COULD BE SPARTACUS! . There is a sword and sandal film epic called “Spartacus” Based on a bit of possible Ancient Roman history. . The Basic Story: After being the ex-gladiator leader of a mass slave rebellion Eventually, the might of the Roman army defeats the rebel heroes, At the end everyone claims to be the hero Spartacus to show unity in the face of his death, even at the cost of their own lives. . BUT THAT IS NOT HOW I SEE THE HUMAN RACE ACTUALLY IS! Not even close! I think the human race is more like THIS! . Roman officer in an ill-fitting uniform: (His men around him don’t recognise him, or care – the sun is hot, they are sweaty and tired, and they just want to go home.) “Give me Spartacus and the rest of you may live!” . Random crowd member 1: “HIM!” “Him over there is Spartacus!” . Random crowd member 2: “NO!” “He is Spartacus!” . Random crowd member 3: “NO!” “That person is Spartacus” . Random crowd member 4: “No! Get that man! He is Spartacus!” . Ra...