divide and control…
December 20, 2019
We live in wretched times. The same divide and conquer routine applied in foreign lands now more cunningly applied domestically. The overseers responding to the advent of mass virtual gadgetry and the many looking at their phones more than the clouds… People more polarised into one extremism or another, their core values could well […]
a beast to admire.
November 8, 2019
I can speak a little french, but when i listen to the above I dont try to pick up anything in linguistic translation, its all about the solidarity of energy flowing through every raging poet. Only those who are crushed and are fighting back, fighting for anything which means something have anything of value to […]
unaspected Venus passions and 12th house stelium fanaticism.
November 3, 2019
Even those closest to me consider me a cynical bastard… When I talk of those closest to me, I mean a handful. And close is used to indicate that they know me to my core…and can bear me. they know I am beastly, intelligent to a point…where my primal weasel emerges and trounces […]
HiDdeN Gems IN thE MeGArougH – Brother ALI and GriMM
October 12, 2019
I’ve switched off from close to all mainstream hippetyhop for some time now. Its as if the genre grew from its street roots, money came in, and for a long, long time, there remained in the mix between raw and commercial, a huge amount of phenomenal art, whether it was Biggie’s sublime bounce or Premier’s […]
Power we are against remains strong, when we obey its rules to meekly protest with our avatars on Instagram…
September 21, 2019
I like to play, appear to lack care in what I say, just let myself feel and express, the animal in me playing human then realising the mess, that my beastliness has created, and the human in me knows I have pressed every button labelled HOW TO BE HATED… It shouldnt be like this, […]
Gems In The MegA RouGH: VOl XIXIXIIXIV- The LioNEsS and a LeGacy of BastaRDS
September 13, 2019
She sages herself as part of her move from sleep to wake and going out into the world of the wide open eyes…Who is she sage-ing towards? Her dreams?…her self?..the world to come? I am inspired by that smoke and cleanse hopefulness, for every single time I have been told of the value of this, […]
the moon in full bloom and glare,
August 10, 2019
Not all humans are born of society, and given their script to speak and live by by Society. The many…yes, Born into the mundane, seeking only the mundane, the comfortable, unchallenged, predictable…following the safe script. Some are born of and grow to seek and follow something of the Wilderness. they seek the flames which burn […]
we are little different from the rats or the moths…
August 9, 2019
I listen to people beyond what they say, My senses find little distance between the vivid dream journey, and counterpart in the wakefulness… I read avidly of those who have led lives beastly and real and written of it…and with always a cynical but still innocent yearning for Goodness, and find only more of the […]
howl of the wild…
July 19, 2019
We are all moving so far away from our instincts that we are becoming our avatar, our social media output, our regurgitation of scripted responses, to scripted responses… There is no love in facebook. There is no love in Instagram. No matter the heart signs, they are part of the same script, manufactured echos of […]
a conversation of the wind and tides…
June 16, 2019
Im a bit removed from the conversation of the dull majority I find when I hear most humans speak. Dull to me as I am dull to them. Its mutual, not one better than the other. I just know I am more moved by a conversation of the wind and tides affecting a naked human […]
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