December 2011
22 posts
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Musings on the Supranational
Supranationalism is a hot topic! One that creates discord, particularly in my mind, anyway, and I know in the minds of many others. It is the creation of international laws and treaties that go beyond the sovereignty of individual states, think of the EU, for example. Why is it such a hotly contested subject…Well, think of the EU for example! It is easily fucked up, for one thing, and...
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The Price of Freedom
It is possibly one of the most ridiculous propaganda campaigns; this idea that freedom has a cost. Many still believe it does, they believe it must be fought for, it must be campaigned for, that it is something that they do not already possess and must go out and make an effort to get. But this is entirely erroneous. When we assess what freedom is, we always do so within the confines of a social...
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"Spare a Thought for Our Armed Forces"
I was originally going to include this in my previous Christmas blog, but have, instead, chosen to do an entirely separate posting. This is something that gets said at this time of year. Indeed, from Remembrance Day onwards we are supposed to “Spare a thought for our armed forces.” This is mere glorification of murder. Nothing more, nothing less. We’re supposed to feel like...
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'Tis The Season!
Right, it’s that time of year again…The time when most Christians come together to celebrate the Birth of their Lord Jesus Christ, on a day that as almost certainly not his Birthday (But we’ll get to that) and in ways that Christ himself, according to his teachings, would loathe. Let me start by saying I respect Jesus, I’m no Christian, but his teachings were often...
Donate pt. 2 - Found the begging sob story!
As mentioned in my previous post shamelessly begging you for cash, I had written a long post about quite how people giving me their hard earned money could help. Well I found it again, so, here it is in all it’s tin-cup-wielding-bum-on-the-streets-beggar-glory! What’s more, the whole body of text shall be a hyperlink to the donation, so…If I manage to manipulate your emotions at...
Donate to me...(sorry!)
Well, I’ve swallowed my pride! I now have a donate link. I had previously typed out a whole big message about quite why and what I would be using funds for but tumblr has lost it in the ether and I’ll be fucked if I’m going through that painful exercise again. You want to know, I’ll tell you. Otherwise, if you feel like supporting a mental health patient rebuild his life...
The Cradle of Civilisation
How ignorant, like crying babes, we lay in violent swaddling. Suckling at our planet’s teat, in need of love and coddling. An infant cancer, all consumptive; needy, greedy with no control. A mind rend broken by chosen ignorance, a body left broken by lack of soul. Plug in your babysitter, there, and change the channel to plastic grin talking to you in goo-goo ga-ga, and comforting your...
There is No... (a false idol)
There are no clouds on which to float, no paddles on shit creek, nor no boat. There is no wind to drive the mills. There is no cure for all those ills. A weather-beaten stoic stone statue stood, pelted by the elements, his face a concrete frown. Eroded fingertips felt no more, and his eyes ground down by foul tempests. There is no sunlight, night is all. There is no cushion from the fall. There...
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You Are The Thought Police
Apparently I’m not allowed to offend you. It’s wrong to cause offence don’t you know? Allegedly, at least according to some, it is your human right to say what you like about anything, to hold any opinion you so wish…So long as you do not express it lest it offend others. Likewise, it is a human rights violation for you to offend me! You can think what you like about me,...
LOOK! It's my new book!
Yup, further to my last outing, Alcoholic Ambling and Suicide Scribblings, (available here http://www.amazon.com/dp/B006C49WRK :D) containing some of my more depressing works, I have now release my second collection. This time, the poems are those with a much more positive outlook and, far from the collection being a wall of poetry it is, to some extent, a satire of the hilarious world of...
November 2011
26 posts
Stay Thy Tongue
Stay thy tongue, offensive toad, We like not what thou dost say. From forked tongue comes a verbose load of words for which thou shalt pay. Hear not we the satire, nor the unrelenting sadness as thy mocking words expose a world embracing serious madness. Hear we thought naught critical of existing perception, aye, stay thy tongue, oh merciless devil; In silence, no exception. Ladies,...
On the Contrary
With spongy ears wide open I absorb your inanity. Each droplet of your mediocrity merely feeding my insanity. Yet, still I listen carefully, it is the path I choose to walk. I say, “I am always here if you ever need to talk.” Words said with sincerity but also deep regret, because while I’m always there for you, It’s I who you forget. Is it selfish of me, once in a...
Insomnia - Part II
Each night a silent scream as the second hand flicks merrily across the face of the clock like a taunting, rotating, sinister moustache. The villainous face grins at me. Each echoing tick like diabolical laughter. What I would not give to see that smirk wiped off the face of that clock and replaced with the bittersweet tears that fall down mine. The whole world, asleep and uncaring, selfishly,...
Occupy Movement tells MoveOn: Back Off! →
nowaronus:
By Margaret Flowers - Posted on 20 November 2011
The Occupy Movement is an independent movement looking for radical transformation of the political process in the United States so that Wall Street no longer runs the government and economy; and our resources are used to meet human needs and environmental protection rather than being used to funnel wealth to the top 1%.
This ...
Hungry Ghost {Remix}
Well, there seems to be some demand for more silliness from me, but sadly my archived material of this is almost all gone. One poem I can remember is a parody of a poem that I studied back in the old classroom days of English Literature, entitled Hungry Ghost - It was a beautiful poem and I mean it no disrespect, and, I hope the author doesn’t mind my posting it here for admiration and...
The Lemur.
I walked around for six months with a lemur on my femur and it professed to me it’s job was as a hotel cleaner, and I must admit I was confused, to me it didn’t seem a lemur on my femur could ever be a cleaner. But I was a dreamer, so the lemur on my femur I agreed must be a cleaner, and I must surely deem a cleaner lemur on my femur to be a great poetic theme, a truly silly poem that...
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The (mis)Direction of the Occupy Movement?
Without your help, this could well be the very end of the humanistic approach to the Occupy movement. If you believe in doing right by your fellow human being, and standing up for fairness and equality for all, then you have probably been pleased with the fact that the Occupy movement was encompassing of all, regardless of their situation in life, regardless of their stance in politics, regardless...
For Those who Wish to Support Me :D
Wow…This makes the previous post look like nothing but a fucking marketing ploy, but really it wasn’t! You may not be aware, but financially, like a lot of people, I am figuratively fucked! I am currently living on disability due to my mental illness and, like most people, I don’t want to be. Particularly not when I have talents, such as my writing, at my disposal which could be...
Another Big Thank You to my Twitter and Tumblr...
I’ll be the first to admit I am a misanthrope. There is nothing that frustrates me more, gives me more displeasure than, or provides me with more targets for my vitriolic ammunition, than the fellow human being. But here is where I am a soul divided. Because I love you. I love you all, so bloody much! That’s where my anger and misanthropy comes from. When you do stupid things, I get a...
Sleeping Dragon
What is existence but the disingenuous dream of a beast? What are you and I but particles of smoke drifting in wisps from the nostrils of some oppressive dragon? Randomly we float around the thick, scaly, reptilian skin and latch on to it desperately trying not to dissipate away. The roaring internal flame that cast us into smoky, grey existence just as quickly fades away as the dragon awakes....
