in the violence of words.
peace reframed, brings the hate out to enlighten us.
in streets, fighting for what is not attacked, from those calling out what is,
hiding truth in lies. bullets in babies. for the greater good. reframe, make palatable.
disagree with the decree, you hater, terrorist using free thought, free words, to speak out.
your crime.
to serve time.
and yet we keep moving forward.
purchase their wares. unaware, or…
an eye for an eye, in god they trust, killing in the name of.
just whose god, or who is.
if everyone is to end up blind, or partially sighted at best, then in the land of the blind, a one-eyed person holds the reigns.
justify as you testify, but there is no justice in your words.
spitting out hate at heaven’s gate, will you be let…
you never see it coming, but you expect it none the same.
it comes in slowly, to its own fame.
& yet we never mention it by name.
it rips your heart out, up through your soul, as you choke trying to pull it out of your throat.
and you expect it again the next day, but it hits you by surprise.
it always does.
and you smile through it. what the fuck else can you do.
they expect you give them the dignity of at least doing that for…
Strolling thru some mediocre, twenty-four-thousand words some good, some bad, just so I can get to the point that I can write what I am meaning to say. And so often their slipping, but there is something in the scrolling that is strangely poetic and satisfying.
When I get here it reassembles onto the page, and I worry whether it will make sense, but it kinda doesn’t have to anyway, if it is real, and it comes through there, wherever that is. And so, I write, and I take a bite. And I…
an edge.
supposedly it’s good to have one
but what if that edge has you.
what then.
it is there, lurking in the background. waiting.
waiting. for the right time.
it is the waiting that kills you. that swells deep inside.
gnawing away at your liver. becoming bloated.
gluttonous. never full.
and so, no matter the happiness. no matter the smile.
it is gnawing deep. you feel it, you ignore.
accepting is realising,…
We are what we are, if only we could be happy with that
It was good, and then it went away. It does that.
The darkness creeps in and spoils an almost alright time.
My feet ache, and I haven’t been anywhere. It makes me feel like I am an old man. And I’m not, not quite.
Does it get better, with time? Do we know who we are? Will we even be the same?
I have lived many lives over. All of them the same.
You have got to fight those demons. They will seek…
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“Do you not think we would know?”
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“Why did you start doing what you do now?”
They were up early again making something in the kitchen. No doubt to placate me after I walked off the other evening.…
“Do you think The Singularity could ever really happen?” they asked while they kicked back with their feet up on my front porch.
“How do you know it hasn’t already?” I…
The 1% used to be the stuff of conspiracy theories—until it became our reality. The theorists suddenly had increased credibility, but unfortunately for us this only occurred when it was too late. The 1% were guaranteed…
It's incredible, in a world where most people are tucked away in virtual conversations, that those living in physical reality have so little to offer each other in terms of contact. I hadn't had human intimacy for two…
