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10.8k · Feb 2019
happy valentine's day
Juneau Feb 2019
the roses are dead
the violets are too
if you want to join them
i'll come with you
February 12 2019

fifty-nine

Just kidding*fingers crossed*
Why is suicide so ****?
5.8k · Dec 2014
awake
Juneau Dec 2014
remember to always follow your dreams.
starting this conditioning early instills the message so deep
that you're never quite aware, that in order to follow
your dreams you must first remain asleep
this is how they've created generation after generation
of obedient, self absorbed, consumerist sheep
where nothing is more precious to yourself then
the possessions that we keep
conforming to what's cool
owning the newest technology
and never looking cheap
join the hottest trends, stay in the loop
you're rising high on the social ladder
a fall from here is awfully steep
the fear of this fall turns you into a materialistic creep

these social constructs we all need to together break
or no one in our western society will ever truly be awake
December 8, 2014

thirty-nine
5.4k · Aug 2014
ocean floor
Juneau Aug 2014
on this boat I am safe as long as I can see shore
but that is not what I have built this for
I sailed out for adventure and a chance to explore
this place is too mundane I want something more
to navigate by the stars like in the times of yore
and find rubies and gold treasures galore
but first I must get there so I reach for my oar
and row into the unknown until I am sore
I look out to the east and the clouds I just abhor
the waves grow higher and the wind starts to roar
the clouds begin to light up and the rain starts to pour
a storm such as this one I have never seen before
and all this premonition I can no longer ignore
but I am not turning back I'll risk the ocean floor
August 30, 2014
Thirty-one
5.2k · Feb 2019
fomo
Juneau Feb 2019
what time was it
what was your age
when you first found out
that it's all just staged
from their instagram account
to their facebook page
it's all just made up
so they are not upstaged
they exaggerate their life
as their followers rose
they take a hundred shots
to get the perfect pose
so don't get caught up in it
you're not missing out
these apps intend to create needs
and to fill your life with doubt
be aware as you scan your feeds
it might be time to log-out
repeat this line just as it reads
i am not missing out
February 16, 2019

sixty-one

fear of missing out
4.3k · Jun 2016
I quaff
Juneau Jun 2016
everyday i find myself here
sitting in a bar stool drinking another beer
it's already been half a year
with my memory of each day not always clear
and yet i quaff and i quaff
with no ability to turn it off
then i stumble back into work
telling myself this is only a perk
just a little quirk
to get me through work
June 2, 2016

fifty-five

quaff pronounced "kwa-off"
I found the word "quaff" in Edgar Allen Poe's The Raven. He used it to imply alcoholism. Apparently it was similar to the word "Gulp"
3.6k · Nov 2015
social media
Juneau Nov 2015
do any of you get a rush of elation
starting from that first notification
that sense of peer validation
from a selfie with a random quotation?
it fills me with so much frustration
that i can't go a single days duration
without posting content for admiration
each time needing more and more adoration
with each and every notification
for my self-esteem's preservation
November 26, 2015

fifty-four
3.1k · Jan 2015
social anxiety (haiku)
Juneau Jan 2015
party at my place
yet i'm here in my own room
socially awkward

can't stay here too long
silent alone in my room
deep breath, here we go
January 24, 2015
fifty-one
2.7k · Feb 2015
Murakami's Well
Juneau Feb 2015
deep down in this well
sitting here with Haruki
a deep well for thought
February 25, 2015
2.6k · Jan 2015
smoke (haiku)
Juneau Jan 2015
exhale a blue-grey  
nothing makes me feel this way
light, inhale, repeat
January 20, 2015

forty-six
2.4k · Aug 2014
Killer
Juneau Aug 2014
Dawn is near as I make another coat
After I ripped and slashed your throat

It brings me joy, I will not lie,
to hear you whimper, scream and cry.

Shout for help, scratch and bite,
most the fun is in the fight.

Down to the basement I drag your body
making coats, my new favourite hobby.

Daily office life can be such a bore,
so I stalk the night to find a *****.

No remorse when I see your pain.
Unless I'm caught I'll **** again.

Making coats, my new favourite hobby.
After which, I eat the body.
This is a work of fiction
March 30, 2012
Seven
2.2k · Jan 2015
pleiades (haiku)
Juneau Jan 2015
the seven sisters
dancing in the sky so high
ladies pleiades

daughters of the night
the severed head of taurus
outside my window
January 14, 2015

Pleiades - Taurus

forty-three
1.8k · Jan 2015
Gemini (haiku)
Juneau Jan 2015
Brothers share one life
menaced by the great bull's horns
they are sons of Zeus

together they run
forever in the night sky
Castor and Pullox
January 15, 2015

Gemini - Castor & Pullox - Taurus

forty-four
1.8k · Dec 2014
sleep (haiku)
Juneau Dec 2014
without any sleep
what is real becomes the dream
you cannot wake from
December 5th, 2014

thirty-seven
1.8k · Jan 2019
sweat
Juneau Jan 2019
i sweat and sweat and sweat and sweat
my under arms are always wet
basting myself in my own vinaigrette
i’ll never be the cool guy in the corvette
blasting his tunes with an old school cassette
with a blonde on his right and in the back a brunette
i’ll always be this soggy piglet
you’d think i could just shower and then i’d be set
but NO! don’t you see these pits are a leaky faucet
January 25, 2019

fifty-seven
ew
1.6k · Jan 2015
thoughts and opinions
Juneau Jan 2015
what happens once the spark of consciousness disappears?
this thought was once one of my greatest fears
does a soul somehow disperse like vapour from deep within our ears
i've wondered about this for most of my years
and often discussed it with friends over beers
often i've had arguments that ended with tears
its so hard to exchange an opinion without getting jeers
people are too quick to ready their spears
or maybe most of us just have our heads up our rears
could common opinions help us connect with our peers?
is that why at opposition we aim our bandoliers?
so we can keep clean our own social spheres
from anything that might mess with our belief's gears
I fear to express myself, what if the wrong tribe hears?
and decide they don't like this noise and interfere
January 24, 2015

not all that happy with this one but i posted it since i stayed up all night looking for an ending

fifty
Edited September 10, 2016
1.5k · Aug 2014
Rebirth
Juneau Aug 2014
The public should be wiser,
our wealth controlled by misers.
Breed more sheep for the pasture,
bow down before the master.

When it comes to worldly knowledge,
you don't need to go to college.
Scare tactics promote the system,
tie us down in neo-serfdom.

An age in great need of regression,
back before the planets oppression.
We all get weaker by the hour,
lets rise up and take back the power.

So let us tear up all the concrete,
we will once again sow the Earth.
Rip the ruling class from their seat,
chaos will bring us our rebirth.
April 8, 2012
Eighth
1.5k · Feb 2019
at the foot of my bed
Juneau Feb 2019
it was not quite morning when i woke in my bed
in the doorway there was darkness and a black figure i read
standing in the doorway in silence, not a word, nothing said
i could just make out its eyes: yellow, and black with a hue almost red
it was staring at me. filling me full with dread
i saw it's hands rested on the doorframe with fingers wide-spread
i tried not to scream but an airy hiss left my head
just as all of my courage and sanity fled
i swear this figure, back into the darkness it bled
until i could no longer tell it from the shadows at the foot of my bed
February 11 2019

fifty-eight

Couldn't sleep last night
1.5k · Jan 2015
2004 BL86
Juneau Jan 2015
just take a moment and think about this
what if all that icy rock didn't miss
and gave our planet a passionate kiss
like a disgruntled lover out of the abyss

what if today, our planet earth did not avoid
the two-thousand and four  b l eighty-six asteroid
could you imagine if we were all destroyed
leaving our spot in the galaxy now devoid

what if today was earth's final dance
and all of known life just ended by chance
mother earth's battered in another romance
does the universe even know of our significance
no

January 26, 2015

fifty-two
1.4k · Jan 2015
frustrated lament
Juneau Jan 2015
always remember to give one hundred and ten percent
the golden rule to ensure ones professional ascent
i've been told this repeatedly without asking what they really meant
does the world really expect me to give it my all until i am old and bent
when they only give me back just enough to cover my rent
am i the only one who feels so overwhelmingly discontent
no matter how much i give my earnings only once a year augment
and the thought of how small this raise will be leaves me in torment
so **** this society and the current establishment
i have a better idea for how my life should be spent
i have a place in mind where i'll never need another cent
one day i'll escape this place leaving the world wondering where i went
January 21, 2015

just needed to vent

forty-seven
1.3k · Nov 2014
the human race
Juneau Nov 2014
On the edge of the Milky Way, way, way out in space
There's this planet called Earth; we've all heard of this place
A place where all the inhabitants are a complete disgrace
They allow millions to starve, while a few stuff their face
And no matter the size of their knowledge base
They can never understand one another and begin to efface
With their swords, knives, guns, bullets and bombs all apace
They will soon go at one another in a nuclear arms embrace
They have the ability to end themselves in one last Coup de Grace
....and with disparaging tones, we call them, the human race
".... and we call ourselves the human race." - John F. Kennedy

November 18, 2014
1.3k · Jan 2015
blue eyes
Juneau Jan 2015
it has been said for ages that a woman
could lead a man willingly to his demise
a song or a dance; a touch or a glance
simple gestures could dumbfound the wise
these have always just been strange stories
tall-tales or faerie-tales, even outright lies
until half a year ago. until the day that I-
became so very lost within her deep blue eyes
                              
it was just a simple look
that's all it took              
my heart missed a beat
then it shook

and in that moment, I finally did realize
how very powerful they can be; a woman's eyes
January 8, 2015

forty-one
1.2k · Aug 2014
Morning Star
Juneau Aug 2014
Of the stars in the sky,
some faded, others bright.
Briefly I join them,
bringing end to the night.

Of the Sun I'm prologue,
I come before the day.
I guide the mighty Sun,
and I show him the way.

Of the peoples of Earth,
for who I do labour.
The name they've given me,
is no longer favoured.

Of darkness they image,
when people hear my name.
Malevolence and fear,
It is me who they blame.

My name has been spoken,
from near here and a far.
Lucifer they call me,
I am the Morning Star.
April 21, 2012
Ninth
1.2k · Nov 2014
Constellations (haiku)
Juneau Nov 2014
patterns in the stars
describe all knowledge of man
just look up above
November 27, 2014

thirty-one
1.2k · Feb 2015
deleted
Juneau Feb 2015
puffed out chest, ignorant, aggressive, and far too conceited
these are the traits of a man whose biggest fear is looking defeated
to admit fault and apologize is the same as having retreated
one can't debate these fools as the arguments will soon become heated
and odds are if you keep this up you're bound to be maltreated
it's like their brains are underdeveloped; functioning yet uncompleted
they don't learn from lawful punishment and the behaviour is repeated
my patience with some people is really becoming depleted
if only there were an ethical way to have some of them deleted
February 4, 2015
fifty-three
1.2k · Jul 2015
online shaming (haiku)
Juneau Jul 2015
social justice activists
online P.C. warriors
are ending free speech
1.1k · Sep 2014
what if
Juneau Sep 2014
What if our thoughts were controlled
and original thought was all but done
if it were illegal to ask questions
for example this one

what if there was no future or past
and only the simultaneous
time was only another tool
like a meter stick or others, miscellaneous

or what if those with life
instead of just being
break away from the grid
giving their own life meaning

without fear of their ideas being chased
hunted down, gathered up and erased
built up in great heaping pyres
and ceremoniously fed to the fires
  
people could extend their ideas
through-out the ages
merely by putting their words
on a few blank pages

influencing people
generations apart
simply by creating
a little bit of art
September 21, 2014
Thirty-two
1.1k · Nov 2014
Venus (haiku)
Juneau Nov 2014
Lucifer rises
to push the darkness away
bringing in the dawn
November 27 2014

thirty-three
1.1k · Oct 2014
Pep talk
Juneau Oct 2014
Cheer up son, stop acting so inane.
Before this is over, you'll go through this again.
You'll take hits in life. When this happens don't complain.
There are hardships in life, of which we cannot refrain.
Embrace your struggles. Just try and maintain.
Dissect each hardship and learn to ascertain.
First you must lose before you will gain.
The best lessons in life are taught from our pain.
October 9, 2014
1.1k · Aug 2014
pale blue dot
Juneau Aug 2014
on this pale blue dot that we all populate
to each other our stories we begin to communicate
some stories get aggressive and begin to dictate
believing we all should share a similar state-
of mind, and simply cannot tolerate
to see others whose ideas they cannot relate
will make them go mad, make them all irate
they want their own story to completely dominate
but no ideas last forever, our minds were built to create-
explanations to what happens after our expiration date
the meaning of life may still be up for debate
i think we make our own and there's no such thing as fate
perhaps the whole point of this is just to procreate
is there a such thing as nirvana or a heavenly gate
there's no way to know these things we all have to wait
death will always be a mystery so make this life great
August 27, 2014
Twenty-nine
1.1k · Dec 2014
winter moon
Juneau Dec 2014
Descending December
the sun fades to its last burning ember
distant days of August we vaguely remember
with food running low from the harvests in September
can we hunt enough to feed each and every member

how many will we lose within our little commune
and to think there's still two months until the Hunger Moon

Magnificent May
I ask for you and begin to pray
bring to us your warmth and lengthen the day
for I fear we can no longer survive in this way
we've already lost great numbers leaving my people in dismay

The howls roll in from the hills and I feel like a complete buffoon
did I truly believe this prayer could hold off the Wolf's Moon
December 2nd, 2014

A story.

thirty-six
1.1k · Aug 2014
age wage cage
Juneau Aug 2014
you grow up and work yourself into old age
never making much more than minimum wage
if we're really free why does this feel like a cage-
where all the important issues are handled backstage
just thinking about it brings on so much rage-
and the only thing that gives me assuage
is writing words out on this blank notebook page
August 29, 2014
Thirty
1.1k · Aug 2014
Hair
Juneau Aug 2014
there was a man
with hair on his face
it grew and grew
all over the place

there was no place
it did not grow
a face so hairy
only his eyes did show

his big thick beard
was almost black
but red and blonde hairs
he did not lack

over his lips and ears
it did so drape
so he took his scissors
and began to shape

he took his time
he snipped with care
but in the end
he cut too much hair

his hair lay in a clump
within his hands he did cup
and thought to himself
well i ****** this all up

looking in the mirror
he really felt sad
thinking back 5 minutes
to the beard he just had

all and all
this really did blow
but it will be back
in a few weeks or so
August 26, 2014
Twenty-eight
1.1k · Aug 2014
Existence
Juneau Aug 2014
We are all connected consciously.
Experiencing one another subjectively.
We are all one universally.
Look closer and soon you'll see,
that all matter is condensed energy.
Can you feel it pulse from me?
Beating in and out rhythmically.
Renewing itself repeatedly.
All things have a frequency.
Each wave, different like you and me.
Harmonizing in a similar key.
Drifting out into eternity.
There is so much that you can’t see.
The building blocks of reality.
Destroying and creating endlessly.
Infinite possibility.*
Existence  *cycles continuously.
Matter shifts from you to me.
Choosing where to go unbiasedly.
Tempestuous, chaotic entropy.
All things are connected musically.
A never-ending melody.
It has been and will always be.
Vibrations existing in harmony.
March 16, 2013
Seventeenth
Inspired by Bill Hicks
1.0k · Aug 2014
Untitled
Juneau Aug 2014
If ninety-eight percent
of our DNA is shared
with a chimpanzee.

Than how
truly different
could you be
from me.
August 10, 2014
Twenty-sixth
922 · Aug 2014
Untitled
Juneau Aug 2014
Introvert, extrovert, people of every kind
The toughest battles we face take place within the mind
So take what you need to try and unwind
You're not the only one who's feeling behind
We all suffer the same so remember to be kind
You never know what other troubles people find
Without the needless actions and speaking of others with malign
If you've ever done this leave those habits behind
So that we can all focus on alleviating our own internal grind
August 21, 2014
Twenty-seven
909 · Jan 2015
writers block (haiku)
Juneau Jan 2015
wikipedia
oh how you inspire me
a stellar website
January 23, 2015

I've noticed a few people sharing how they combat writers block and where they get their inspiration from. A lot of the ideas I get come from reading Wikipedia pages at work.

forty-eight
899 · Aug 2014
Thinking of the future.
Juneau Aug 2014
With the things that we know now,
and the knowledge we've lost.
you say things are better,
but what was the cost?

If knowledge is power,
then why are we weak?
Who's really in charge here?
Is the answer I seek.

We've become so corrupt,
conditioned with lies.
We watch our world suffer,
yet we can't close our eyes.

but there may be hope,
in my life time at least.
the wheels of Industry,
should be dead; deceased.

The banks will fall first,
and then comes the war.
But the sun will rise again,
out of the blood and the gore.

We will rebuild our homes,
only this time by hand.
No more machines,
will be made in this land.

It is not too late,
we can always restart.
rebuild nations a new,
but this time we'll be smart.
May 2, 2012
Tenth
878 · Nov 2021
Depressed
Juneau Nov 2021
I’m Stressed
Depressed
But today
I got dressed
Every day
Is bleak and grey
Just like the rest
But today
I got dressed
Today I got dressed
November 7 2021

Every step counts
872 · Aug 2014
Write from the bay
Juneau Aug 2014
The sun sets on another day,
as I drink and smoke and waste away.
Ripples of light out on the Bay,
whisper to me and I hear them say.
"All things end, rust and decay,
yet you sit and waste your day.
If the world were to end today,
of your life, what have you to say?
That you were sloth bringing others dismay
as you laid about and wasted away.
Think ******* these words I say,
A life can be renewed with May."

When I awoke, previously tranced by the Bay
I left my room and threw my smokes away.
It's time I went out and got my life underway,
It's time I renewed my life with May.
June 16, 2012
Thirteenth
861 · Jan 2015
Stellar hunt (haiku)
Juneau Jan 2015
the dogs of the sky
at the heels of the hunter
pursuing the bear

all night they hunt her
along the right ascension
resting at sunrise
January 15, 2015

Canis Major & Minor - Orion - Ursa Major

forty-five
844 · Dec 2014
alone
Juneau Dec 2014
in my bed, all on my own
exhaling with a sigh, and a little moan
my friends are all here, inside my phone
so why the hell do i feel so alone?
December 5, 2014

thirty-eight
Juneau Jan 2020
Our fixation with hand held machines
And replacing meals with soybeans
A spectator to arguments over vaccines
We're all underemployed and "getting-by" by other means
Living vicariously through our broken screens
Lobotomized and abused; nearly at-risk teens
Utterly lost in so many depression memes
Farmed and sent out from the Phillipines
Too desensitized to hear our own internal screams
January 2nd 2020
820 · Jul 2014
Celestial Sea
Juneau Jul 2014
I look to my rulers,
and all that i see.
Lying, cheating swine,
shameless hypocrisy.

I want off this planet,
away from society.
I'd rather take my chances,
and sail the celestial sea.

I feel that somewhere out there,
a greater world may be.
The distance required to travel,
is beyond the life of me.

And so here I stay,
among this society.
Still at night I dream,
and sail the celestial sea.
March 23, 2012
Third
767 · Nov 2014
Life Origins (haiku)
Juneau Nov 2014
From the sun above
deep sea hydrothermal vents
god is a heat source
November 27, 2014

thirty-four
762 · Dec 2014
woe
Juneau Dec 2014
woe
it seems that lately i've been feeling not like myself,
there's been more ebb than flow

so i've decided to do something about it,
and i just thought you should know

i'm going to start dressing better,
really let myself glow

get to know the people i see everyday,
and let my personality show

this is something i never would have thought,
to do a few years ago

it will be hard considering my social skills,
have developed quite slow

this decision for a long time was something that i owe-
myself, and i believe it's time for me to finally take a go
make a change i've wanted for a long time and make it so

will this decision finally give me the ability
to escape this depression and finally throw-
out all this negativity and this endless *woe
December 9, 2014

forty
733 · Aug 2014
Write before winter
Juneau Aug 2014
When the leaves shrivel,
flowers faint and die.
Harvest must be gathered,
signs that winter is nigh.

"Why's the land fallow?"
We'd ask of the Earth.
She shifts on her axis,
sways her great girth.
      
  There used to be stories,
about the changes you see.
They blamed it on Hades,
when he tricked Persephone.

She had taken six arils,
of which she did eat.
Hades grinned gladly,
upon his great seat.

They said she's doomed,
for six months a year.
To serve below ground,
Earth's kind left in fear.

Chimera existed!
People would believe.
The fantastic in real life,
has taken its leave.

Now we have science,
and it's true what it's told.
But we've lost all the magic,
in the world we behold.

Content while I sit here,
on a cool Autumn night.
We have kept it alive,
in the things that we write.
March 27, 2012
Sixth
718 · Dec 2014
prometheus (haiku)
Juneau Dec 2014
are we a form of*
alien intervention
*mass experiments
December 1, 2014

thirty-five
706 · Apr 2019
a beer with no name
Juneau Apr 2019
After two days on a drinking binge
My nose began to turn red
After three days of having drunken fun
I noticed that the party was dead
And the story it told of the good times that flowed
It made me sad to think it would end

You see I've been in the basement drinking a beer with no-name
It's taste and low price is insane
Intoxicated, I wont remember the name
So there ain't no point buying labeled again
La la la la Lala la Lala la la la
Sixty-something (two drunk)

April 4 2019

America - A Horse with no name parody
678 · Aug 2014
I want to believe
Juneau Aug 2014
Swirling motions,
of sparking cosmic dust
Within this place is home,
to each and every one of us.

Massive bodies of-
aggressively burning gas.
We circle these objects,
within our swirling mass.

Celestial bodies,
grow and erode.
The stars themselves,
expand and implode.

We try and understand this place,
using geometry and math.
Yet, we’ll never know for sure,
what lies directly in our path.

Is there meaning to our lives,
as they appear to be?
Or are we grains of sand,
spinning into eternity?

Governments may deny this,
but, I know there’s higher intelligence.
Unfortunately their desire to remain hidden,
only shines light on their malevolence.

As we live our lives,
driving simple cars.
We are frequently monitored,
by Tall Whites and children of the stars.

I feel this is something that,
must be understood.
We must be extremely wary,
and not assume galactic brotherhood.

There’s an abundance of life,
out in the celestial sea.
And where there is life, predators,
will come to harvest thee.

But for all I know,
they could be humble and kind.
And all this fear is just a result,
of an over cynical mind.

And so we spin, drift and wait,
not knowing for certain our fate.
There are orbits in which,
our planets are compliant.

We all revolve around,
a great burning giant.
Here we turn in relative tranquility.
mostly unaware of our increasing vulnerability.
June 7, 2013
Twenty-second
667 · Aug 2014
Pay Attention
Juneau Aug 2014
By choosing between the same two parties.
Is it really our expectation.
That we will change our lives,
enhance and greater our situation.

Now I don't want to be rude,
and forgive my profanity.
But repeating the same action expecting different results
is the exact ******* definition of insanity.

They're slowly stealing your pension,
ending all plans for retirement.
Oh, and just wait and see what FIPPA
And China do to our environment.

And yet we go to the polls,
expecting some kind of change.
Are these who are truly in charge?
Or simply tools meant to derange.

So much corruption and controversy.
**** Harper, **** Trudeau and **** the NDP.
every politicians a vandal,
exploiting our lives with each and every scandal.

Things here are escalating,
and if you don't agree.
Then what the **** happened,
downtown during G20?

When issues are met with confusion,
designed to make dissent impossible.
The people wake from their delusion,
and revolution becomes inevitable.

Raise the bar by a meter.
Or in a way it's our fault.
Do we really pick our leader,
by who can dig up dirt, lie and insult?

Let's stop all this dissonance.
Let's not be known by our apathy.
Pay attention to those in charge,
help better our lives; improve its quality.
May 30, 2013
Twenty-first
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