sent pieces of my broken heart as postcards to strangers…
April 27, 2021
‘followed my heart, it never stopped igniting… sent pieces of my broken heart as postcards to strangers…’ Prolyphic is one of those lost in the storm rabid and climbing the tower of Babel modern discourse, who when reminded of, when his voice and poetry and honesty and heart and soul all combine to flow… I […]
spinning the compass…
April 20, 2021
Receiving ugly reflections, in cracked mirrors of CORPORATE overlay they are me…I make nor seek any excuse, that is me…. and I Cannot contest the ‘informal’ addition to my rap-sheet of ‘objectively inappropriate’… I am drawn too easily, weakly, into puerile adversarial combat with words alone from afar, and despise myself quickly for it, as […]
I can’t stand it…
April 20, 2021
I am closer to sucking the teet of the lower levels of the SYSTEM I FUCKING DESPISE, finding gold added to my pockets for competing ‘mandatory learning’. with such challenging questions as ‘should you report a kiddie fiddler to the police?’ when i am staring at the screen wondering when will appear the option […]
GemS In THe MeGA RouGh- ugly DUcklinGs
April 6, 2021
Any words I can add, instantly decrease the value of that track. Criminally forgotten, yet for whatever long delayed reason, now revived, reprised…. I found an echo of late of a former, brief heartfelt homage to anarchism…Captain Mission on Madagascar, Burroughs,,,and what it taught me was that such a brutal, vicious war must be fought, […]
Rumblings from the War Desk…DROP MORE BOMBS!
April 3, 2021
Whilst forging an ever changing bed of sand on the shoreline today, for the hordes were upon me, the serenity of the same niche yesterday transformed into a magnet for the masses- I was curious of the police helicopters taking turns to swoop in low over the crowds revelling in the unexpected final hurrah of […]
Vital human nourishment takes precedence
March 26, 2021
Work looms on a horizon I cannot see but know. Vital human nourishment takes precedence, no matter how far away those connections can be found. For I need, above all else, to feel alive, and any opportunity for my locking of feral horns with my own tribe I gorge my everything into, until they have […]
I’m no poet, just a 12th house monster….
March 20, 2021
I guess I am perhaps trying to retrace my steps to when I was last a much happier writer as to look back upon my musings posts for many years now, I find certainly a poet, but a harrowing, lonely soul with too much weight of the world around him consuming, drowning and him/me trying […]
A weasel stuck in a tree…
March 19, 2021
I am white. British. male. feel zero pride or shame due to my skin colour. Or gender. Or upbringing. I am all about HOW I BEHAVE. what I say. What I think. The same measures applied to all others all genders all colours… Only the ocean and forest and their beyond humanity creatures great and […]
There are solely sociopathic profiteers of our subjugation.
March 14, 2021
AFter a week of sobriety, sleep hard to come by, itchiness, waking through the darkness, my synapses roaring for the POISON…throwing myself into high speed gardening, falling from trees, breaking fences when I fall, playing the good corporate citizen where possible, finding a life in 12 monkeys, I want to feel and live>>> Be careful […]
AN atavistic anacronism
March 7, 2021
Loyalty. Honour. Integrity…these have become atavistic dreams. For the Now, is finding those who prosper with new, different ‘values’. Its all about who looks the nicest, whose muscles threaten to burst the tight fitted shirts, whose skirts inspire not poetry but WANT…no poetry, no loyalty, no belief, in anything but the prescription flooding our screens […]
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