Infinite future chaos – “whats that?” I here you say, / its the way we shape our future by how we live today….........
A poem I wrote to go with my photoshop picture for the photoshop creative comp, i liked it so much I wanted to share it on here too.
We don’t need nukes, / We don’t need viruses, / We don’t need propaganda / We don’t need crap, / We will just blow everything up!
It’s not an ode to terrorism or pyromania. It’s just anger channelled into “poetry” or a lame attempt at poetry… Anyway, as humans, we seem to like blowing things apart like there is no tomorrow so, yeah, this goes to that sudden “appetite for destruction”.
It has been too many years since I last saw my dad, almost a quarter of a century has passed. As I grow older and become more aware of t…
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war / bombs plentiful— / rationed
Gilgamesh Scribe for his hugeness Nebechadzer of the Holy-Royal-Hanging-Gardens
Ancient Cuneiform Tablet Found and Translated During Recent Archeological Dig of Iraqi Bomb Site #4074
WARNING, WARNING!!!
JUST LETTING IT FLOW
I look for that button and I still can’t find it.
Just stuff going on right now. Life cuts.
why don’t we learn from past!
Neil Johnson’s awesome art work shows many way to think!! I just depicted the picture of current situation! whether it’s Politics or Environmental choas! that’s a collabration with his art work name called / RAW- ENERGY Please check out Neil Johnson’s awesome art work on Rb! Thanks Neil!* :)
But let one person talk of sex and eyeballs start to roll
A look at us and where we stand !
Out of the soft starry night / orange desert and blood red sun / of the Timeless Land / ....burst the bomb from hell
Based on a story of the experiences of Lawrence Hogan in Air Force construction unit at Emu Clay Pan via Maralinga – Atomic and Hydrogen bomb tests. /
Consider this please, when you gaze in awe to the sky / Those fireworks that burst and boom, remind Vets of a time to die / / Each Colorfu…
Working with many Veteran’s of several eras of war with PTSD is what inspired these words…
Hey all RB’er’s! / As some may have noticed over the last few days, ive been uploading Original one-of-a-kind silkscreen prints of the Sp…
That’s Art! I lost my mind. / At least I thought I did. / It wasn’t hard to find. / It was hiding with my id. ...
That’s Art! I lost my mind. / At least I thought I did. / It wasn’t hard to find. / It was hiding with my id. ...
This is a dream without wings, / multi-layered contingencies / piled up, / riled up / at my alter ego’s / Other. It sees me. / _It said …
*written after a VERY intense, vivid dream I had at 2-3 am a few days ago in which everyone died but me, by a carpet bomb; only to find I was not alone after-all, an entity was always watching me. I see you, it said as I wrote…I’m watching you…yikes. Scary dreams are scary. lol / I wrote this st 2 am, half awake, and this is it with very little editing, lest for a word or two. crazy.
A thousand kisses / A thousand hugs
War, everywhere. It is time to stop.
Digital seconds ticked over on the bomb as he worked at the table leg, inching it second by second towards him.
Will they get free before time runs out? / Read on and see.
Soul’s dead, / Minds like dream cemetaries, / Sell the lies to a child. / Fill its head with lullabies / Of a world so beautifully numb.
Graham looks out over a lake and drinks a coffee. He checks his watch then walks over to a set of glass doors draining the coffee on th…
part of my distopeian scrapbook
Aint got much money / Dont drive a perfect car / I’d give away my possessions / Cause’ they dont help you get far / My skins not white / But i…
Written in April 2007. I think these lyrics pretty much says it all – It’s just my opinion, whether you agree or not! Listen Here
So this is what we have all become, / Evolved apes with the egos of the gods. / What must we look like from above? / Rats crawling on this b…
What do we have to be proud about? We sit at home and worry about how much salt we consume, what is happening in our favourite tv programmes whilst all around us we let our governments kill and destroy for nothing. Spoon-fed and empty we just sit and watch, change the channel if the truth gets too graphic. It’s sickening, it’s shameful. Apathy is the blind man’s way out. We have a voice, use it. Watch the video for this on YouTube here
A dawn of destruction / before we’ve seized the day
A vision of today.
glass explodes out, from the heavens / refracting and reflecting light / then rains down, it looks like fractals / onto the mourning world b…
on any ordinary day, how many lives are irrevocably changed ? as I march toward work in my sleep fueled haze, a bomb blast shakes me from my morning reverie and lays me witness to the ending of this mans life. yet I don’t know what to do with it, as I am only a witness, so I go on to work. but it alters who I am. Blessed Be
she wore brooding silence / shabby clothes / painted her nails black / wearing bright red lipstick / “many kids have fallen victim to the …
I’m so honoured for being featured by Oh So Emotional (Current Emotion: DETERMINATIONl – Dec 9, 2009 thanks for awarding a permanent place in our group, Writers’ Recognition
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