Cure everyone / then make them sick. / Hold everyone up / then let go / at the worst possible time / so they smash. Spit lies at the piece…
‘I’ve worked out a spot you could shoot someone from and get away without being seen,’ he said smugly. I looked at him carefully, weighi…
Sadly, based on actual events. Names have been changed to protect the idiots.
A little poem about the biggest Idiot male that I have ever met.
A little poem about the biggest Idiot male that I have ever met.
We will not hear your piece, we are the select majority / We occupy this seat in our countries great history / We offer you a chance to be …
An angry response to the commons vote on the referendum for the EU treaty, which we were promised and are now not getting our chance to vote because it has “changed” slightly, it is also an angry response to Nick Clegg’s idiotic approach at this commons vote by ordering his party to remain seated till all votes were cast as part of a demonstration, thus hindering the chance of defeating the government, I do not believe that as part of a democracy we should be forced into a treaty we have not got the right to say “NO” to.
Dyadic deadeyes dada….some know zero-sum…zero binary code sum…
To be read staccato from the top and then read backwards from the bottom line by line and it really doesn’t matter anyway…Dada dada doooooooooooo do-do. Or word by word backwards your brain will compensate. How many word Commies are out and about strutting the old manifesto making an accord with the Art Nazis….Achtung!….”we must have order and structure and discipline and purpose (?)”….support the party line. Of course they can’t even see their selves in a mirror they are so taken with themselves, what groupies and they just follow the du jour of whatever ping pongs back and forth. / Rumination gestation ranting….nothing more or less more less than more.
climb outside / see the light / mind the edges / watch for sight / do not worry / it’s only real / soak in it all / let your soul feel worl…
A modern look at Religion within Society
Oh WOW! Joyce Jillson, Psychic Director, must be one of the most incompetent psychics of all time. Not only did you send me a card, but a…
Psychic Idiocy
It came out of nowhere, almost as if it had fluttered down from the heavens, landing on a tall banyan tree a few hundred metres away. I p…
I want to run my toes up his pants / under the cover of white table linen / caress that beautiful organ between his legs / surrounded as we …
Installment #2 of 3 in my Storm Series. Installment #3 is here and the first one is here I apologize if this is the ramblings of a mad woman. Right now I’m sick (literally, with a raging 102 degree fever) and all I can do is write about my tall, dark, wants-me fantasy. I dreamt about him last night…tossing around all sweaty and full of fever between the sheets. I might not be of sound mind to know whether this is good writing. I’ll re-read it when the fever breaks and decide its ultimate fate.
now im paying for my foolish deeds / my wasted love
im a bit upset
IDIOT!!!!!!! WHO ME??? Why do you treat me this way / Why do you treat me like the idiot of the day Over and over you tell me we…
Yes that is what they are / They take and take and take and take / I can’t say that word enough take and take / But then again, maybe it is …
I’m not so smart but I can plainly see
just tired of all the bs
this ain’t the earth / it’s the idiot factory / everybody’s stupid / and they all think / “it can’t be me” part of the problem / evolut…
the idiot factory,where we were made !
Love. Does that word originate from the mouth of a poor idiot / that makes his quest an impossible mission / thinking that Cupid is not a …
This one was originally written in Spanish and I just translated it into English. Now, I don’t know why I wrote this. It just came out and I did have fun writing it. All I know is that I was feeling a little whimsical, full of fun, kind of silly so I start poking fun at Love and the ones who fall in Love and I also write about the downhills of Love all in jest. But then, it kind of started getting serious and a little phylosophical. All of a sudden I turned to God, giving thanks for this precious gift, because Love involves a lot of things, for example the Love a mother has for her child, a sibling or a parent. A father also Loves and we were taught to Love our neighbor. I also wrote about the other side of Love, when people suffer because of it. People who Love intensively and don’t get any back in return. Even children suffer when they are negleted and abussed and all they want and deserve and have a right to is Love. So I finished it celebrating all of the poets, and people who are considered to be idiosts and fools (I among them) and the artists who create in the name of Love. I think this came out, without realizing it as an ode to Love and The Arts. I hope nobody feels offended, because if there is a bigger fool for Love, it is I. Oh, and I spelled Love with a capital letter, because it is a special word.
This isn’t really a poem, its more of a rant, I think everyone should red this. Whats the point in being racist? / There is none. / Wh…
I had a connection with that tub of butter and was willing to risk my life (or perhaps not so dramatically, loss of limb or fingernail) t…
A tale of an obnoxious baboon and an even worse human!
Malcolm filled the hole in the wall / that was causing the draught his mother / mistook him for. / When he finished, she made sure / his dinn…
Who was it? Pythagoras, Hercalitus, Cunnlinguis… who said its easy to get angry, but just try getting angry with the right person at the right time in the right place! Then we’ll see who wears the pants in this Coloseum. But maybe the same applies to Giving, that great grail that we all want, the white badge that means we have finally attained Good-dom after being born a stinking no-body who must “learn” social graces, morals, virtue. I would say, don’t be naive when it comes to Giving. If the cargo goes to the wrong town it can be a disaster. The right medicine, for the right person, in the right place, at the right time. Takes a lot to comprehend. But Good is just a grape, it can ferment and become wine. If the process isn’t right though it becomes sour, poisonous. With some, good intentions are honest. With some, Giving is calculation, manipulative and very destructive. Be wise with your great Force. There is nothing Godly about draining yourself to prove to yourself or the world you are good. Giving can cripple and maim. Unconditional love has NOTHING whatsover to do with being good. I would go further than that and say that the feminists have nothing to worry about. The world is not patriarchal. Behind all the men in suits is a great Stifling Dark-Faced Mother saying “dream on my child”, and because of this no-one ever realizes acutely that they will die, and that action must be now. It is more matriarchal than ever. To get to the good side of the Mother, which is *true” Unconditional Love, we must face the shadow and redeem some of what we have given away.
I felt it was my duty, then, to kick Littlejohn right in the face, and to take my life in my hands and liberate the front page copy.
I rip out each chapter and chew on the pages / No flavour to garnish, devoured in stages
The every day, run of the mill, familiar feeling of not being good enough, and how we cope.
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