Where is the Resistance?
May 15, 2020
For many moons I have been raging against the machine, in words shared with sometimes 20, sometimes thousands, always highlighting the lies, the brutality, the propaganda, the manufactured control of our system at large. The governments are owned by corporations yet masquerade as our leaders. The corporate media are bedfellows with the state media and […]
restart the program
April 11, 2020
the WHO is run by a gangster of the most vicious order. The most powerful death cult machine is moving into hyperdrive to make the most of a crisis they probably created. Boris Johnson is working through a theatrical production to emerge from as a modern day Churchill, fist waving ‘your CUNTry needs you’. […]
THERE are not many of them left.
March 27, 2020
We have been in crisis for some time now. Many more obviously, in Gaza, in Syria, in Donbass, in Tripoli….Closer to our understanding of existence> in the millions struggling below the poverty line in the US, in the millions depending on foodbanks in the UK, in parisian disenfranchised slums of France, in the tent cities […]
May you live in interesting times…
March 24, 2020
All is silent when the music stops and I have the garden and darkness to consider. No wind. No motion of any nature or wilderness, which is odd and worrying. Meanwhile, whilst the headphones have been donned, and Keny Arkana and Sole have been playing, and I have been ranting to a wicked pixie lady […]
on a rocky mountain top…with the unsubtle art of giving a fuck
February 21, 2020
Most people are hiding, from themselves. studying the playbook, to learn the script of what to say and how to say it, what face to pull, what shoes to wear, before moving onwards to the next scene of their energetic theatre, going home to be more natural with the kids, but with their partner less […]
there is much weasel in my nature,
February 21, 2020
I’m always speaking, ranting, raving, in constant motion, and well aware how I can appear a self absorbed freak, which is fine, for I see myself as mixed between humanity and the animal kingdom, and when I realise a human has nothing to offer, but seems pleasant nonetheless, I extricate politely, through offering some of […]
weasel prancing:>> Seek to be near only what has got heart, poetry, meaning, wisdom…and rage>
January 25, 2020
The decision to flee was made with little thought. With my position on this barren hunk of rock so far from the realms I would like to visit or return to, which suggest an alien adventure, my compass spinning, all I could do was seek the promise of a hint of feral with ease of […]
GeMs In ThE mEgA ROuGH – POS. Dedicated to TruTH
January 18, 2020
Its getting harder to find artists who are producing anything I consider ARt. The vast majority are playing to and for the crowd, with little to offer in terms of inspiration or wisdom, just lots of tattoos and slithers of tired platitudes, alongside sickening vanity and vapid references to societal fads and norms… So I […]
Fat Joe and a year to regret
January 3, 2020
The neighbours are revelling, all drunk female squeals and juvenile wannabe silverback ape beating of chests. I’ve connected with brothers from the northern lands where much of my soul still dwells, probably some of my heart and certainly where my mind was forged, formed and crystalized…then spoken hotchpotch english with italian to the closest to […]
Find your totem animal as the weasel and scurry naked, wild, free and fury…
December 26, 2019
The blood, sweat and tears, unerring pound and howl onwards to confront the dreams and fears. And so…Boris ambles into the victory prance. Shows zero appreciation of the hideous wave of mass hysteria which raised him to a fake moon and placed him as Head Honcho, of a crooked system, carefully devised and disseminated as […]
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