2016
#myworld
Clickety Clickety Tock Tick Tock Tock
Who's under your mouse
What's rousing your thoughts
Is your mind your keep is your mound your god
Dreamed up by an Aladdin rubbing his shiny lot
Behind the order behind the peace
Benign or vicious belies the Beast
Beating a rhythm to the rhyme of service
The System that serves is the System that lives
The living know the dead they buried
The System keeps their ghosts alive
In the wombs of brilliant minds conceived
The System that makes rain fall in line
Roses and guns play games of the married
While the Beast feeds on yet another wife
For living its purpose the System gets credit
As its patrons hide its secret life
What the Beast takes the System gives
What the System unites the Beast divides
What the Beast seeks the System completes;
You, are never on its mind
Stand with the shunned, stand with the stars
Stand in the west, stand in the east
Where you stand is now who you are
Around a sun that is now the Beast
Stand in the limelight, stand behind bars
Stand in the battles ignored by the Just
Where you stand is now your crime
Legal is where they draw the line
Stand for the vegans, stand for the gays,
Stand for freedom, stand for equal pay,
Where you stand is now religion
Where you bend is power play.
Stand on the left, stand on the right
Stand for Hilary, stand for Trump
Where you stand is now your fight
For the mighty pen or the mightier gun.
#addYourOwnVerse
Saturday, June 25, 2016
Monday, June 20, 2016
Psychedelic punctuation
I'm just a collection. of punctuation,
Loosely tied, together my life looking, like a sentence;
I look, like I'm all words meaning, and imagination
But really, I'm deep in commas in quasi random motion.
Don't look, at the words they are the beginning, of the notion
Don't nod, at my pretentious, enunciation;
Don't look, into the lines like grooves in the sky ,
Go on sink deeper into the ocean of your mind.
Gargle gargle spit, split split shuffle
I'm a cup of commas, I'm a question marking deck
Rumble tumble kiss, skip skip mumble
I'm a train of broken thoughts crashing down the tracks
Come come come come come with me
Let's hold hands and pretend we're the flock and the flack
Run run run run run with me
Let's live in the rim the rom and the ram
Period. Period. Period. Period.
History doesn't lie between cracks men do that.
Period. Period. Exclamation, Period!
The line on the dot oh what's that?
Full stop.
Full stop.
Full stop.
Full stop.
Full stop.
Full stop.
Full stop.
Full stop.
Loosely tied, together my life looking, like a sentence;
I look, like I'm all words meaning, and imagination
But really, I'm deep in commas in quasi random motion.
Don't look, at the words they are the beginning, of the notion
Don't nod, at my pretentious, enunciation;
Don't look, into the lines like grooves in the sky ,
Go on sink deeper into the ocean of your mind.
Gargle gargle spit, split split shuffle
I'm a cup of commas, I'm a question marking deck
Rumble tumble kiss, skip skip mumble
I'm a train of broken thoughts crashing down the tracks
Come come come come come with me
Let's hold hands and pretend we're the flock and the flack
Run run run run run with me
Let's live in the rim the rom and the ram
Period. Period. Period. Period.
History doesn't lie between cracks men do that.
Period. Period. Exclamation, Period!
The line on the dot oh what's that?
Full stop.
Full stop.
Full stop.
Full stop.
Full stop.
Full stop.
Full stop.
Full stop.
Thursday, June 16, 2016
Monday, June 13, 2016
Friday, June 10, 2016
One Instagram shot
One Instagram shot
Captured for me the rawness
That was Hong Kong
The rage the thirst for growth
Uncontainable,
Rough,
Like it was determined
Never to achieve the sleek perfection
That is Japan to me.
Like it knew in its fabric
That when you can tear yourself
Out of the illusion of perfection
The courage to dream
To reach the stars
Becomes a little more real.
Captured for me the rawness
That was Hong Kong
The rage the thirst for growth
Uncontainable,
Rough,
Like it was determined
Never to achieve the sleek perfection
That is Japan to me.
Like it knew in its fabric
That when you can tear yourself
Out of the illusion of perfection
The courage to dream
To reach the stars
Becomes a little more real.
Thursday, June 09, 2016
The single most privileged group on earth must be the human beings.
They are so powerful the have largely attained immunity in the food web - as much as an aberration it may sound, most humans go through life eating without ever imagining getting eaten. They feel justified to monopolize large areas of land by making it uninhabitable by any species but themselves. They habitually kill other animals and store the meat until it becomes inedible, and then simply burn it all up, without even returning it to the scavengers. And they will continue to amass more and more control over the planet so that no other species may be considered their equal.
If you have never feared getting eaten, if you have never felt guilty of owning a home bigger than what your biological needs require, if you have never needed to risk danger for every meal, if you have never thought the overpopulation by your species has made the earth less abundant, you must be human. Because this is what privilege is like - your brain blocks it from your awareness so that you don't have to struggle with the fact that you have broken your social contract, your promises, to the community that made you.
They are so powerful the have largely attained immunity in the food web - as much as an aberration it may sound, most humans go through life eating without ever imagining getting eaten. They feel justified to monopolize large areas of land by making it uninhabitable by any species but themselves. They habitually kill other animals and store the meat until it becomes inedible, and then simply burn it all up, without even returning it to the scavengers. And they will continue to amass more and more control over the planet so that no other species may be considered their equal.
If you have never feared getting eaten, if you have never felt guilty of owning a home bigger than what your biological needs require, if you have never needed to risk danger for every meal, if you have never thought the overpopulation by your species has made the earth less abundant, you must be human. Because this is what privilege is like - your brain blocks it from your awareness so that you don't have to struggle with the fact that you have broken your social contract, your promises, to the community that made you.
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