Musing

In a world enriched by darkness only shadows hint of light.
In anger we rot.
Inertia consumes.
Our battle cries are weak.
And they are strong, the many.
Doubting our resolve, our reality.
Fear drove them to it.
They feed on the abyss that sits insid

It feels like our world is falling apart, especially in the western hemisphere. We are struggling to find our balance as it tears at the seams. But we can't underestimate this system, which was designed for survival and will not go down without a fig

Boy you're telling me

What I don’t want to see

Even if it is the truth

Coming round the house

Opening up your mouth

The wisdom of your youth

I’ll go right ahead

And bury up my dead

In the ever-rising sea

And as this rock explodes

Right und

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If I say the god I believe in doesn’t carry a brief case

And the devil is in need of a shave

If I dare to ask the question

Will you stop me and tell me to behave

If I question every answer

If I fold beneath the sheets

If

Cult

I am so f#€£ed up

33 years of programming is hard to remove

And it’s a useful excuse

Sometimes

I am full of them

Defensive

33 years of practice

Hard to establish new ways of being

Hidden from the world

And Armageddon is coming

I don’t believe

Bu

Pearls before pigs’ man, like I know, fishing deep in the offal for offering.
diving isn’t deep anymore.
And neither are the divers.
There’s nothing worth seeing down there.
Get your finger out of our arseholes.
And we’ll get ours out of yours.
It’s our fa

Do we have pearls to spare?

I doubt it round here.

There is no wisdom either.

Not enough imagination.

To realise they are stuck.

Or too pacified.

Petrified.

Of where the next meal is coming from.

I am lucky.

Many are not.

I should do more.

We all sho

I haven’t really produced much in the way of art, writing, for some time. I would say I have been otherwise engaged, but that would make it sound like I had something better, or more important to do. And maybe I did.

My mental health has been at its

in the shadows, we lurk

dismissed from the table

no banquet to speak of

the misguided become misinformed

and the cracks start to show

the chambers once echoed

voices rising up in unison

now they sit empty

silent

they take up arms

we take up words

lef

Ok I am gonna say it, I have been quiet.

Lost for words.

And to a degree I still am.

I mean…….

Is it in our generations, in our lifetimes that this is going to happen?

Whatever this is………. it isn’t good.

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.

di

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 ther

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 aga

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

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.

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

These worlds I create. Interrelate in their irrelevance to anyone but me. They circumnavigate the truth. as we all do. but these somehow more so. It is how it is meant to be. There is solace in their shelter. In their shade I roam. Out of view. far f

don’t hide from it, it lurks there for a reason. You can find meaning in it. if you dare. It won’t be pretty, and you’ll hate yourself for it, at least to begin with, I hope. If you stare hard enough, you just might see it for what it is. Or maybe yo

Generations lost to cracked screens.

Sharing links to forgotten dreams.

A world on display, curated for our pleasure. 

A world of lies that only sells leisure.

Where do we go from here?

Ai takes us away, we disappear.

The mirror so black we don’t rec

I won’t let them win. They keep trying to get in. to get through the door.  But I aint taking this shit anymore. Kiss the frog.  That is the price I pay. Get these words out. Get them out the way. So that I can move on. I am what I am, so what the he