We live in a belly fighting off bacteria
Begging other intelligence to disembowel us.
a tsumanima of hate floods our irrigation system of morals.
No lives matter.
Nazi’s aren’t the only few crazier than Mercuries Mad Hatter.
Everyone has an opinion.
Every Judy thinks they are entitled to a Punch – no need to be drunk.
infuriating that we can’t learn violence is a domino effect.
Cause and effect
ripples from thrown stones.
Balance in humanity
artifially insemitated tinnitus
is the reality.
We look to archaic verse in the Testament that
‘ an eye for an eye’
is as natural as two beasts being violated while they are in active fornication.
Instinct and emotions show us we are alive.
We feel, we must feel — we have to feel to carry a vigil of hope
Some divine sign,
god, goddess installed a program of free will.
Why not take back this privilege?
Why make a world perfect and full of sublime, lure us out with the promise of sunshine?
Caters to the needs of every breather, every ecosystem.
No need for uadulterated theft.
God is a Narcissist.
why would someone with such power sit back and watch us destroy one another?
Fuck the lies, the parables,
Jesus dying for our sins!
His resurrection has risen along with centuries a blasphemeous leaders chanting idolific hymn.
In the name of ignoratious barkus dogma
Religion – organised to control the masses
Opium now smells of it’s true odour-terrorisim .
Bombs, nuclear weapons, fists connecting with human bodies, unlicenced rifles blasting into chunks of animals flesh .
Who is right?
This game has found us lost in a maze and the goblins haven’t the eduction to translate to us
cuts to every department,
This is prison.
Suicide seems an answer to a man’s motive to rise to heaven and receive a reprisal.
That is a given.
God is a narcissist .
Jesus-is a shoddy carpenter.
Mary Magdelane -the whore,is the only tangible part of this story I find plausible.
Create a world – destroyed by nations.
Give me a sign!
suffering to this extent is for an entity pantomime.
Enlightened gods, sit on Mount Olympus ,never miss an episode of planet earth.
The screen darkens to reveal
another dismal form of the masses , pupils— dilated, babbling words of freedom to.
freedom to insult ,
freedom to obliterate ,
freedom to impregnate,
Freedom to do anything.
A society bloated, heaving up piles of excess.
Anarchy doesn’t mean terrorisation
Revolution is for the mighty of heart.
Ones who wish to see change from inequality for the many in parts.
We all deserve to be on the earth offender register
Why do we have laws ?
when we take our grievances into our own hands.
How can there be justice?
-when justice fails us with a well practiced pose of inverted corruption?
Trust in humanity.
Live by your true North, moral compass .
Born in navigation mode,
even if life serves you a sentence of physical deformity;
Don’t look to the sky for an answer.
Don’t look to a man with free words dribbling down his jumper.
Don’t tear down statues that can’t fight back.
There is no sense in joining hands with this vicious pack.
We all have it wrong.
Every. Single. One. Of. Us.
Think the death penalty teaches people to stop being immoral?
Tears cause waves, I’m hiding between the reeds and the coral.
Every face has that stoic sense of entitlement
Knitted together,from years of oppressive governments taking our God-given birth sight to see what a plight this truly is.
We all need to hang.
Hang our heads in shame.
Cut out my heart
See it bleed
Let it bleed –
examine the appearance of your own and understand there is no difference –
we come into the world
We all rely on another hand for our first feed.
I’ve always been taught to have a plan B
I find myself alone; ready to denounce my mammalian side and take my chances, swim against the tide of oil sickened oceans, in one last effort to truly be free
Free from hate,
, free from words spoken with a lingering scent of horse manure,
I denounce my own and seek a new home on the basis-I don’t recognize my own kind.
I don’t see a common interest,
all I see is another foe.
I choke on these words.
Why can’t we learn!?
I could go on, but we have unread history books, in abundance.
Nothing is censored.
The age of enlightmenent has turned into the birth of disallusionment.
Big day in the U.K.
Let’s sort out any confusion
I’m under no great illusion
that Corbyn is NOT the messiah to lead this island
to balmy weather.
Fair in the ideas he postulates.
Words that that resonate with humanities mantra of together.
Don’t expect a perfect world unless we all put in some labour
One man can speak for the many but the many must graft for the life they seek in ardour.
the many make changes – X marks your choice
It’s not over.This is but the start – it’s time to think outside of the box – continue to use your new found voice.
This is phase one of an arduous journey
We will lose if we don’t endure the marathon and have JC’s back when it all gets thorny.
Don’t lose faith
Keep your head looking to the above.
It’s not a one man job
It’s up to all of us to stand the test -stay the course
perhaps one day we will see a world blossom from our sacrifice to give it one love.
Today I vote labour.
If there was a chance GREEN would or could win this election, I would have voted for them
*photo credit Francesca Woodman*
the pen is indeed mightier than the sword- The weak will draw blood first.
Shame on who ?
for having an opinion,
Of the outrageous Manchester bombings.
Killing off innocent lives of younger generations.
Who truly wants to show who has global dominion?
Silent politician — the most deadliest opposition.
Spin a Democide on the innocents who make up the majority of our citizenship.
Corbyn speaks for young hearts with his Robin Hood mannerisms.
Noble enough to plant a feather in his cap.
The conservatives make a come back with hyper sensationalist plan-
What a way to react.
Theres a difference between responding to the people
and scaremongering those into a statement of hatred against immigrants
Western Tempers raised to look to the East for another insane bomber converted by the Quran.
A classic destabiliser move to keep the people less equal.
Social media doing her rounds — vicious terrorists — chuck the unorthodox bastards out.
Who funds the organised crime unit?
Who knocks another nail into societies faction,
sense of community to sustain a world clouded in doubt?
The injustice of this hypocrisy makes me want to fall to my knees.
Please, open your eyes-look ,
The bigger picture is not to look to a country living in a refugee crisis— riding it rough trying to traverse to safe shores on the tremulous seas.
No person in their right mind want’s to leave their own home.
What would you do to protect your family when you are staring at all your belongings obliterated into another political stitch?
Woven into the conditioned mind-fabricated lies — bursts of walmarts own clothes wash-Iron fist scented smokescreen.
A white wash to cover up the Theresa May in a niquab to bypass border control — look to true snitch.
Jumping from a sinking ship.
Is it not to enough to destabilise the economy?
Divide the minds of the people to instil a state of dichotomy.
Don’t buy into this cycle
Don’t let the Imperialists continue this barbaric rule.
Capitalise on the vulnerable they choose to keep less insightful.
Fundamentalist terror is home grown.
18-25 year olds orgasmic omnipotence can save the united kingdom.
not just this is England , with welsh sheep murmurs whispered across clouds seemingly made out of foam
Venerable private pensioners ,I respect your views
Wake up from this nightmare.
Giving up your unneeded winter fuel tax allowance isn’t helping to secure a strong future our children.
Let sinners repent . Let justice and humanity reign.
Have mercy on those who live in the world we are yet to share.
The stench of politics arrests my heart.
Don’t desensitise now
When death is imminent for your fresh start.
Elysium can exist in this world not just the next.
Look up by all means – It’s all generic text.
Look around and see the plight the innocents in this have to wage.
Stop this merciless hunt to cull young voices — remember the wisdom a child imparts with a mere smile.
They are truly the ones who are sage.
This is not a foreign terrotist ISIS attack
If it is-
It has been funded by the most conservative ,vicious Tory pack.
true love insatiety.
Two lovers with no fixed abode.
Pariahs to a culture in the quest for a monetary load.
Shelter over head versus security locked on the inside.
freedom in exploring lovers spell,
remember even outcasts have rights to claim base to a premise.
Allow Emotion necessary feeds.
two teens choose homelessness!
Why allow increased suffering and sorrow into the hearts of a young generations bliss?
The fault is not with those who choose companionship.
The system fails us all.
Digits in Information Data protected code.
Silicon domain ship drives the latex whip.
Norms of society don’t make for a decent person.
Laws in place to follow obediently -can’t find a pulse – humanity is cursing.
No religious books needed to teach us how to know right from wrong.
Morals are instinctive-passed down a DNA cell telethon.
Spirituality and science
is empathy responding in defiance.
Scrutinise the tramps
for he who makes not a wage sufficient to put in our governments’ banks.
Gleam citizens of society!
Feed your families by working for a legal, unethical corporation.
Where will you take your possessions when nature sheds a hernia?
Blood bank Sponsorship in need of a different type of currency.
we have lost.
Not long until we see all genders in mass hysterization.
Followers, likes, tags, social status
War on the photoshop Generation
insert a sultry slavering pavlova condition.
wear the no makeup look – wear less makeup.
no need for a two-hour trial and a tutorial book.
A means to an end.
Look at how we teach our children to defend
for one day we must die.
How can we continue to justify how we live life?
continuously living in hope of being upgraded by united airlines,
feet up in the sky
‘on the high’
*FEELING frustrated for multiple reasons. Still waiting for my TMA 3 mark. Started on my EMA for my MA. I’m doing act two from ‘the homeless teen couple in love’ script that I started way back in November 2016. I’m still 100% passionate about finishing it, however, I have learnt a lot about writing this year. I’m going it act two with a new approach.*
MUCH LOVE TO ALL OF YOU ON HERE.
THANK YOU, TO ALL THE NEW NEW WORDPRESS BLOGGERS FOR YOUR RECENT FOLLOWS.
I’ve so many blogs to look at. Welcome to the willows.
A place that never stays the same.
Don’t know if that is a good or bad thing, it’s how this mind works. ha ha!
Composure show your best face
Daisy don’t make it hazy – leave out the ‘just in case’ can of mace.
Three announced pregnancies delivered in one week
One Stork wraps a cord around emotions -trachea.
Manipulation in search for a vein
hooked up intravenously
suffering from a bout of the sickness days gone by,
Day spent prodding a familiar corpse
Lavender eye shadow caked on.
An ex-hookers heinous crime of remorse.
Blend in shades of elegance, class cuts above diamonds
-less valuable than the African Congo.
Kleenex tissues – repentance from deeds of liberation.
There is closure in this hymn
that is how sacrilegious people turn as quick as the wind doth blow.
No more drama.
Welcome to the real world -energy in motion kinetic.
Some call it Karma.
Squeaky clean – naked child of the nugget -Midas the king.
Bronchial Bengal licking furballs off her skin.
spots and stripes.
Don’t leave me, Madam.
wailers of bandits ready for the first of half a dozen fights.
Interrupt the flow 2 kg of feather dynamite
How does this writer get away with posting anything credible?
Animals on the uprise.
No more, humans.
Determined by free will.
Save our earth from true predators.
A life is a life,
a loss is a loss.
no one gives a toss
don’t matter who involved in the kill.
Overspill of copper coil excreting from a vulvic cave
Pompei disaster – a necessary tragedy to inspire the seventh wave.
counting on all hands and fingers
I fear I’m not the only one.
canned laughter emerges in the background.
Trashed children abscond to the house occupied by Delirium’s son.
Emotion packs a punch in three
washing machine forgets it’s own no spillage codified key.
Rage -crimson flag.
‘All hail the Spanish bull!’
Gunshots fired -the loss of the human cull.
Grief lapses in streams of nonsequential dreams.
it’s obvious what unravels when we are pulled at the seams.
Damp music sheets obscure the cup of the holy grail.
Green lights flash.
Don’t hesitate -before long you won’t be able to walk
it’s a condition in frail.
life and Death lie, spooning- side by side,
build the bridge
equality in each parlour
you seek to ride.
murder the last heart blackened by holding on.
The injustice of the furies coup
bow your heads in shame,
You are not the only ones who suffer.
Time to sing a different song.
Check my inbox – still not got no mail.
Maybe I should give up , hit the bathroom, slap some moisturized bomb on my dial – infused with extra kale .
Deadlines looming. Anxiety arrest my mint breath – Tutors marking red rings – imagination has let go that last hope of zest.
All I wanna do is huff and puff out smoke circles made out of vape- limited edition premium flavors is the best.
It’s Sunday morning – no time for me to matter,
I might just believe in God for one day – 7th day of rest appeals to my shape – Sundays is cool to be flatter.
As long as I’m still breathing ,make no mistake when working out the coordinates, I’m not one Dimensional .
Four sides to this mind – you are dealing with a time bomb expert in trying out new shit – I’m moving in , check me get all professional!
It’s all a bit of fun – it’s not like I’m knocking back generously measured out continental mojitos in the sun .
Hungover,just waiting for an answer to hear about my education.
No God- I decide when it’s time to snooze – this missus here has to work , to make sure the bills come in and get Santa.coms attention.
Living my life grateful for my humble maison,
Can’t help being a high achiever with ambition – I got a daughter who is already in the game of life – she needs me to pass my learned lessons on .
The ball is our orbit -we move in harmonic beats, Is okay .
Gravity got ya – he never let you down,
not like a slick rick who made a play for you on your own turf ,after ya necked a drink -and you felt the earth sway.
Trust in issues that deal with the heart,
jump -lead my thoughts to make sure it plays some part.
Controversy – Black lives matter ,
Hell, all lives should be treated like they could at any moment shatter.
Controversy? black lives exist?
Can we agree on the starting benchmark at being civil ?
Right, let’s try it and persist.
Equality is for everyone – except for the one with the guns protesting – that ain’t what they been minding.
Learned this from Micheal Che – he has epic comic timing.
All I want for Xmas is a t-shirt -slogan 9/11 – all buildings matter – it’s a matter of principled data.
Hit the refresh button – still no mail – time to make some bills and scatter.
Make sure the curves on a graph go up to make sure happiness hits the spot when it all goes down ,
we see the true hearts stay and fight for change without the need for another disenfranchised collective we now call the clown.
* Credit to this dude – MICHEAL CHE for inspiring material
I will be getting that T- shirt made.
I never trusted clowns- even as a lightie.