Hiatus [sonnet]

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From now until my heart can take no more,
my lips are sealed; my pen bereft of ink.
My soul’s less sturdy than it was before;
my wild, demented brain too scaRRed to think.

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The Price of Perfectionism [poem]

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Perfectionism

There is a price to be paid for perfectionism’s
purple pros(e)aically prejudiced plume
which we can grownly assume is roughly equal to:
EITHER
ª  The harsh disapproval directed one’s way
     [for high expectations will always dismay
     as low self-esteem and a lack of resolve
     result in resentment, so none get involved!].
OR
ª   The aloneness one has (dressed in freedom’s disguise)
    [for almost the whole world will run for their lives
    when they hear of the earnest desire to preserve
    one’s nature unswervingly: “He’s got a nerve!”]

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What Lies Behind the British General Election 2017

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SO OFTEN, I FIND A LITTLE SIGH COMING OUT OF MY MOUTH when I see so many of my friends — both in real life and on social media — become so easily caught up in the razzmatazz of national election processes, whether presidential or parliamentarian. How any mature person could take seriously these very obviously staged theatrical productions is quite beyond me. Every few years, the power-elite (secret global government) which really controls everything — consisting of secret fraternities, ancient families, plus the upper echelons of military, intelligence, security and law enforcement agencies in collusion with diplomatic/civil services — allows the people to imagine they are part of a democracy which chooses its government. It is an extremely clever and effective strategy. But it makes monkeys out of everyone.

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Sonnet on the General Election

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She told me people died so I could vote.
At which I said: “O, what a bloody waste!
Forgive me if I do not sugarcoat
my words”. She stared at me, all stony-faced.

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The Sonnet: Awakener of the Soul

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Let’s start with a big question: Is it possible that structure can bring freedom? Can some kind of “limitation” ever be inspiring? Your immediate reaction might be to say, emphatically, “No way! I’d just want to break out of it” But that would be too quick and too easy a response. In fact, it would have been a response based only in the realm of the physical, which itself is already very limited by its nature. If that question was put to me — “Can structure bring freedom?” — I would be tempted to have some fun with whatever that structure was — to turn it around — to reinvent it, transform it, without any violation of the original question. You see, working within a structure can be joyful and liberating if your artistic mind is already totally free. For limitations, when confronted by a free mind, do not bring an imposition — in just the same way that so-called “problems” for the free soul are merely exciting challenges. 😊

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Dark Horse [sonnet]

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Dark Horse

She killed the horse before the race began.
“It’s no use, for I know he’ll never win;
he lost before”, she said. “And if he can
so thwart me once, I can’t again begin”.

Terrorism in European Cities: The Only Conclusion

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REGARDING ALL THE TERRORIST ATROCITIES happening regularly in European cities — after all the information available has been digested — there is only one conclusion to which any sane, honest, informed and rational person can come: That governmental security services, intelligence agencies and even the upper echelons of those governments themselves (i.e. presidential, prime ministerial and ministerial levels) are complicit in those atrocities. To fail to come to that conclusion, one would have to be either extremely stupid, an escapist living in la-la land or simply too fearful to face up to the implications of that life-changing revelation.

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