A Bird Within you Sings [poem]
It all starts with the single thought:
There’s nowhere that I have to go,
nowhere that I have to be,
no one that I must impress —
and suddenly… Read the rest of this entry »
Sonnet to the Sacred Hole
Far too many love-songs do not really
speak of love. They deal with fuckness fickle —
light infatuation, never deeply
sucking on the temple’s golden nipple. Read the rest of this entry »
The Suckless Tit of Nothingtown [poem]
Those wizened hands now reaching out
feel all around the empty air and in the
double-sanded glassy so-called “timer”
perched nearby on barkless branches
hooting like an owl (while in the glade
ten thousand grains of hopelessness
fall back & forth from one dumb bulb Read the rest of this entry »
Nothing to Offer but my Words [sonnet]
Please walk with me, but only if you dare;
for I have naught to offer but my words.
That’s all I have left in this world to share
(although, for some, I know that this disturbs). Read the rest of this entry »
Gender Studies [poem]
Whatever happened to the way things used to be
when boys were unafraid to feel their manhood
bristlingly and girls could wear their curls without
the cries of others wailing “traitor to the cause”
with voices shrill & mocking sisterlove insistently? Read the rest of this entry »
The Globalist Endgame & ‘Atrocity Propaganda’: What Do a Girl Named Greta, Faux-Environmentalism, & the New Age Movement Have in Common?
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PROLOGUE: Ugly Truths are Preferable to Beautiful Lies
Writing an article such as this is not how I prefer to be spending my time. I would far rather be creating poetry or making music; and I certainly do not relish courting controversy, as this piece inevitably will, because of the prevailing zeitgeist today, which means that the mass of people easily take offence and can be triggered by anything which challenges their conditioning or which threatens to reveal a difficult truth. I can remember watching a tremendous movie-metaphor concerning the Read the rest of this entry »
Politricks & the Spiritual Warrior: The Real Meaning of “Woke” Today
INTRODUCTION: The Gloves Are Off!
Maybe you’ve noticed that I’ve not written much for a while about the “state of the world”, its dirty chessboard, its madness or its crazy politics, or any other such nonsense. Instead, I’ve been immersing myself completely in the creation of music and poetry. That’s not only because I like it that way, but it’s because I’ve said more or less all that I have to say about it. It’s all on my blog in the articles tab, or in the book I wrote last year. I don’t bang drums for the drums’ sake. Neither would I bang them endlessly. Pointless. I don’t have an axe to grind or a chip weighing down my shoulder! I always share on a need-to-know basis. In any case, I don’t write about all that stuff as a kind of mental masturbation but as an incentive to develop a spiritual understanding of what lies behind it all — to see it as a manifestation of the spiritual battle raging across this cosmos, with Planet Earth as its central focus. However, in view of the farcical developments in the UK (🙄) and the way that so many are still so taken in and mesmerised by the whole charade (in other words, they take it seriously even though it’s all just a worthless show), I will just share some relevant material in this little piece, for what it’s worth; then I will shut up until there’s something new to say (though I know that few will read this or even care). Just so you know, I am not going to “pull any punches” here. The gloves have been removed. And if you are triggered or offended, please ask yourself why… and keep reading anyway. 😉 Read the rest of this entry »
Whatever Happened to Joy? [triple sonnet]
“Whatever happened to joy?”, said the voice
inside my head, as I surveyed the crowd
before me who had made their fateful choice.
[That they were created, they disavowed]. Read the rest of this entry »
Thank God for Poetry!
⚡️THANK GOD FOR POETRY!⚡️ After a long life of experience and observation, I have to confess that I don’t really fit into this strangely-fallen world, in which the vast majority wears a mask, cares not about self-awareness, is only motivated by personal gain (no matter how much they may dress it up otherwise with virtue-signalling), has no real fidelity, has no sense of honour, is riddled with cultural baggage, is unable to think for himself or herself, practises wholesale wilful ignorance, is enslaved to fads and fashions, has no discernment or critical thinking processes, is moulded by conformity and Read the rest of this entry »
I’d Love to Live in a REAL World [prose-poem]
I’d love to live in a real land and world
WHERE people say just what they mean
and mean just what they say.
WHERE promises are staunchly kept
and day could not be meant as night
nor ever night mean day, for everywhere
I see such things inverted in this way:
darkness masquerades as “light”;
evil’s in disguise as “good”; bitterness
pretends it’s “sweet”; and even lies
are counterfeited as “the truth” so much
that few today know wrong from right. Read the rest of this entry »
The Naked Troubadour 