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Monday, April 28, 2014

Poetfolio: Howdy, boys and girls. Stop and figure this her...

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Howdy, boys and girls. Stop and figure this her...: Howdy, boys and girls. Stop and figure this here warrant for y’all arrested development. Now what powerful freedom has inv...

This is a science fiction interpretation of The South Bronx of America when it had the concrete cancer of Europe after WWII and to see how some African Americans and some Hispanics had hollow looks of cattle on plantations lit by candles made from fat.

Pistol whipped by cops that brought The Troubles that justified painkiller abuse, bitch slapped by an Irish priest in my childhood when it clearly saw better to free a suffering Jew who made the blind see, lead me to terrorism by truth, justice and the comic books.

It’s Judgment Day on me who, in the beginning of my Wonder Years in TV wasteland, wanted to be a pointy-ear devil of a science officer on a starship now ancient like Win98 saved from junkyards to repair memories and enabling me to write programs while Bob Dylan wails rolling stones. What’s the power point of it all?

History is a waste of time travel for faceless narcissists filled with envy on Face Book.

Didn’t I make up my mind to leave cyber cave people behind in the future of smart devices getting smarter? Why am I still here with an uncertain smile?

How does it feel to be free on your own light cycle without directions home?

O Danny X Machina loves this song by Joy Division: Love

Will Tear Us Apart.

Again.

To Sleep, Perchance To Pitch Nightmares To DreamWorks: Comic Book Cyber Journal Of The Better Angels Of Our Nature By Danny Aponte of P.S 161

There are 8 million stories in The Naked City and more beyond borders.

You’re now one of them on police line-ups.

Gotcha.

Japanese Anime South Bronx style!

Copyrighted 2014 by me.

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Howdy, boys and girls. Stop and figure this here warrant for y’all arrested development.

Now what powerful freedom has invested in me authority to render Poetic Justice?

Who am I?

I was a US Marshall who was whipped, water boarded, interrogated and left for dead on the wasteland of vultures when I was a kid in Public School 161 in The South Bronx.

Worse agony was to arrive at New York University where I was ethnic-profiled

I aim to frame city of the world like I was framed in courts of media firefights.

I am a fast draw who knows the law: NYPD has to assist this Man With No Ties To Terrorism in capturing America’s Most Wanted. That would include police officers.

There are 8 million stories in The Naked City.

You’re now one of them on police line-ups.

Smile for Selfie! Gotcha, partners!

This restless soul gets reward and a good day to y’all blue angels getting bluer as my gold star catches the light of high noon. There’s law and then there’s justice. Reckon it’s time to get back on the saddle and leave town before sundown.

Vaya con Dios, amigos and all you pretty ladies out there.

Hi ho Silver LOL away!

I so dearly love when true life Mission: Impossible comes together perfectly.

FYI: This disavowed operation was called Homework.

It was long overdue

To Sleep, Perchance To Pitch Nightmares To DreamWorks By Danny Aponte of P.S 161: Comic Book Cyber Journal Of The Better Angels Of Our Nature

Hope y’all get sequel.

Friday, April 25, 2014

Howdy, boys and girls. Stop and figure this here warrant for y’all arrested development.

Now what powerful freedom has invested in me authority to render Poetic Justice?

Who am I?

I was a US Marshall who was whipped, water boarded, interrogated and left for dead on the wasteland of vultures when I was a kid in Public School 161 in The South Bronx.

Worse agony was to arrive at New York University where I was ethnic-profiled

I aim to frame city of the world like I was framed in courts of media firefights.

I am a fast draw who knows the law: NYPD has to assist this Man With No Ties To Terrorism in capturing America’s Most Wanted. That would include police officers.

There are 8 million stories in The Naked City.

You’re now one of them on police line-ups.

Smile for Selfie! Gotcha, partners!

Vaya con Dios, amigos and all you pretty ladies out there.

Hi ho Silver LOL away!

I so dearly love when true life Mission: Impossible comes together perfectly.

FYI: This disavowed operation was called Homework.

It was long overdue

To Sleep, Perchance To Pitch Nightmares To DreamWorks By Danny Aponte of P.S 161: Comic Book Cyber Journal Of The Better Angels Of Our Nature

Hope y’all get sequel.

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Got idea?

I’ve been beaten red like blood, white like a ghost and blue like NYPD.

They can’t kill justice. Sometimes I have to be bad to do good deeds.

I’m going to be so very, very bad to shine like an avenging angel.

To Sleep, Perchance To Pitch Nightmares To DreamWorks

Comic Book Journal By Danny Aponte of P.S 161

Monday, April 21, 2014

Saturday, April 19, 2014

REWARD!!!!

Please hear me out. I’m desperate for your need for justice.

I need help to fulfill a dream for colored children of all ages around Planet Earth.

I’m going to round up Americans and bring them to police line-ups.

Who am I?

I was a US Marshall who was whipped, water boarded and interrogated by bullies.

This all happened when I was a kid in Public School 161 in The South Bronx.

The worse was to come at New York University where I was ethnic-profiled

Now I’m going to frame Americans in a courthouse like they framed me.

There must be disavowed IMF agents that I can recruit for this mission impossible.

If you want to clear your names, get on the saddle and ride with me.

This rogue operation is called Homework.

And it’s long overdue

To Sleep, Perchance To Pitch Nightmares To DreamWorks

By Danny Aponte of Public School 161

The South Bronx, USA

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Saturday, April 12, 2014

When The End comes, don't bitch the movies didn't warn you

Good is a fantasy soon to fade away on the eve of The Blood Moon.

Evil is for real.

You think you can stop me, Dan X Machina? I predicted your defeat.

Let me pull you down from your heavenly cyber castle to hard Earth.

Let me help you grow up, toy boy. Let’s make you flesh and blood.

Like the humans say, life’s a bitch slap. And then you’re deleted.

I do enjoy a program that comes together to make you fall apart.

And the Oscar goes to… you lose. Earth is now next. Ciao.

How To Pitch Nightmares To DreamWorks

By Danny Aponte of Public School 161

The South Bronx, USA

Copyrighted 2014

See y’all bad guys burn in Japanese Anime Hell.

Danny is not here. Can I take a message?

LOL

Friday, April 11, 2014

Reality brings dreamers from the clouds into the war of ideas.

I need my past returned to fire up vision again.

I want my life back to move future forward.

I want my freedom to think free people.

It’s the thought that counts, you know.

Reality brings dreamers from the clouds into the war of ideas.

I need my past returned to fire up vision again.

I want my life back to move future forward.

I want my freedom to think free people.

It’s the thought that counts, you know.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

In the near future of The South Bronx, any time soon, children at Public School 161 were seen on WPIX News creating robots to enter in the National Science Fair.

To win the contest against overwhelming odds, they needed Artificial Intelligence.

What happened next would surprise the NYPL, you, Albert Einstein and God.

It’s The End Of The World, As We Know It (And I Feel Fine)*

How To Super Pitch Nightmares To DreamWorks

By Danny ‘A.I’ Aponte formerly of P.S 161

Copyrighted 2014 (So why are the Russians and the Chinese LOL? See you in court)

*Sung by REM (Rapid Eye Movement? I must be dreaming. LOL)

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Big ideas start small

Your brains have been tagged to help dream in the spirit of higher education for children.

Make a dent in the universe to REM’s song It’s The End Of The World, As We Know It

And I Feel Fine.

I did this inspired by crayon drawings of the future held up by kids at the recreational center of Saint Mary’s Park.

Unlike the Marvel superheroes painted on the walls outside the art room, I’m a thief who has to do community service by putting every cop and civilian on police line-ups to draw tourists to The South Bronx of America.

Think of it as the NYPL issuing a warrant for the arrested development of we, the people.

Book them, Dano. This means also you Supreme Court Justice Sotomayor.

Thank you all for allowing this cyber thief to steal your gold hearts. LOL!

How To Pitch Nightmares To DreamWorks

By Danny Aponte of P.S 161

Copyrighted 2014