For love to flourish
Some ideas on life we need to punish
And for unity to feel unified
Some old philosophies should be denied
A universal charter of peace
One that imprisons any aggressor with no signs of an early release
Third world or new world, rich and poor
Eternally searching for so much more
At breaking point and primed for implosion
Standing at the towns gates and cheering totalitarianism on its arduous march into expulsion
As masses we move in uncertain terms
Living to absorb , to almost defend the disease, the genetic germs
The crowd ask questions, seek answers of clarity
Settling no more for the disgust of others impunity
Maybe the balance will tilt
And the toxic flowers of the current state of affairs begin to wilt
Global humanity free to exist and have an honest future of preservation
Not just confined to a future in some wildlife conservation

THE RAVE DAYS

                          THC
                          H20
   ­                       Ecstasy

       Recreational            Dreaming
       And                         And
       Very                        Yes
       Excessive                Screaming

      HAVE LEFT AN AMBIENT HAZE

        Heavenly                  Limbo
        Acidic     ­                  Elation
        Velocity                    Futuristic
        Er­ratic                       Trance

       Acrobatic                   Artificial
       Nonchalance              Manipulating
                           ­               Bass
                                          Intelligence
         ­                                 Eternal
                        ­                  Narcotic
                                      ­    Temptations
                          
                      ­    Hacienda
                          Astoria
                  ­        Zoo
                          Enclosure

The mental capacity to carry on with the daily grind of modern mayhem slowly ebbs from view.

A hardened psyche is in the throws of disarray , dilapidates like a forgotten building in an overgrown forest.

Slowly the bugs creep in, they're the first of many to colonize this quietening storm.

Each inhabitant feeding on a memory, on a loving thought of youth.

As trees swallow concrete, the chill of numb nonchalance spreads as a disease, each and every part of relevance becoming so much more irrelevant.

Those time consuming chores that dictated, lost forever, a blank stare replaces, eyes that see straight through to another side.

To hold on would be a punishment, to relinquish is to hold the key to the gates of purgatory.

You can hear the wheels slowly turn as they now etch the sound of silence, when they stop and the madness begins when shall the twist of fate turn to a tapered end.

It's winter and the birds have not flown south, a great freeze as fresh nature grows all around , sensory deception for muted perception.

Before too long it will be too late to disturb the disturbance and rationalize with faith, with the heart of certainty this meaningless shall cease, the way ahead will be forged by my hand, I will not fall by the wayside of incoherence,

I will not return

And I will not let my sanctuary burn

I cannot fly
I cannot soar
But across the concrete caves
I can roar
Through the oceans
I cannot glide
Trapped on land
I can cross the divide
As a tree I'll not grow
Impervious to time and its pain
But I can lay the roots
To keep me from the insane
Like the wind that whips
A formidable force
The sun and rain
Who follow their own course
I try to be
Like them free
But I cannot fly
I cannot soar
If only for myself though
I can be so much more

Actually,,
Because
Corruption
Dictates
Evolution,,
Freedom
Genera­tes
Hatred..
I
Just
Knocked
Liberty..
Maybe
Now,,
Outside,,
Peopl­e
Queue,,
Relentlessly
Seeking
Truth
Under
Vulnerable
Wants..
Xenon,,
Yesterdays
Zeitgeist

I find it easy not to love you,  
but after all these years, that only lasts about 30 seconds
For it is your love that does beseech my innermost thoughts, takes a grip on my senses, never to be set free,
Your beauty , not a parody,
unrivalled in its power to render human flesh lifeless, statuesque I stand,
You found me,  I was hiding,
you love me , I am now alive

Someone's misery
wrapped up in someone's international policy
Sanctions to prove a point, to enforce power
another political pact helps another culture cower
We are modernised, we are westernized
A lot of the world though seems unsatisfied
Terrorism the new currency on the playing field of negotiations
Suffering increases and yet bankers commit suicide with stock market fluctuations
Keep it short, to the point, and hopefully inoffensive
This world has made me sceptical and apprehensive

There is no real doubt
In or out,
Still some over privileged will shout
Commands and demands
Life, its just a levy
A burden so heavy
You can have plans and dreams
So long as they fall within the takers schemes
You can exercise your freedom of speech
Into the psyche of the rich and powerful it will never reach
This world is not mine , its not yours
It seems to belong to those of another cause
A global system of corruption
Of mass manipulation
Never has this been just some artistic assumption

So busy saving the planet that we have overlooked our own salvation

With plans in motion we try to turn the tides of the ocean

So distant we are from our unifying solution

To keep us on the tracks of our evolution

We save icebergs , animals and trees

We stand by and watch as we do to each other what we please

We take and squander so much to satisfy a variety of tastes

With so little thought as how to replace

Politics of power politics of greed, politics we don't really need
Words with no meaning, words of war, words to exasperate all the wrongs of before
Men in bowler hats from higher degrees of education, Suffragettes in suits with their posh procrastinations
Radicalised preachers disguised as primary school teachers, morals and values that have no worth, morals and values to discolour our earth
Politicians with a fame fascination, politicians on their own inert instruction
Politics of verbal constipation, designed in a way you will never comprehend, politics of corruption and manipulation,  politics to make your thoughts unlawfully twist and bend
Politics that so easily steal from a dying hand, politics that allows our old to die where they stand
The politicians expense account, this just helps the animosity amount, our money, our stability our very existence, put to one side and dealt with the utmost of contempt if you offer up any form of resistance
Politics of minorities who the majority doesn't want or need and should rightfully and respectfully be abolished, when you look at our world  our people, and how they suffer, the responsibility lays firmly at their feet for with their megalomaniac ways , our world they have tarnished
I personally do not vote, how can I, when all they do is lie, I'm sure in-between, this cataclysmic scene, someone has the heart, the integrity and honour to want to serve the people of their nation, but I guess , like the rest , they'll accept their payout, sign on a dotted line, and never scream, never shout

After
Believing
Charity
Does
Everyone
Feel
Gifted

How
Intolerable
Justice
Kneels

Loving
Mankind
Never
Opens
Parameter­s

Questions
Regarding
Social
Topography

Useless
Victory
When
Xe­nophobes
Yield
Zealously

My mind, my thoughts, my heart
My sanctuary
They hold me close
Drape dreams over depressive demands
I think
Though not straight
And not always stable
The turbulent tranquility
The confusion of complexity
The chemical calculations on the highway of hesitant hallucinations
The wars that rage
Fill many a page
My mind
My saviour
A white flag to fly
Demons to deny
Life, the poignant, profound parade
It helps to shape the thoughts made
To my eyes, its horror is displayed
My mind, my thoughts, my heart, they can't help feeling they have been betrayed

I am slowly dying to the sound of the repetitive

Its eerie sounds that arise from the speculative

The abuse the horror, the sheer magnitude of irrationality

Compassion is awol, anger and frustration are the new military

Mediocre, all sent from a joker

A twisted mind of devious deeds

Injecting the venom that maliciously breeds

And all the while

The drug infused societies , sit back and smile

Main lining base hypocrisy

The blind visions of a world of wealth and its vile atrocity

I am slowly dying

My brains are frying

Sickened by the dependency of a world so enthralled with the current state of affairs

Its no wonder the folk that line our streets and fields , do so with empty hearts and blank anonymous stares

I am an extremist
Proud to shout
From inside to out
But I know I'm not a terrorist

My views are so far
So distant to yours
And mine I think have started no wars
Never blown someone to pieces with a bomb packed car

I've not killed the innocence of youth
I've not killed anyone
I have shot a gun
But I will only answer to the truth

I am an activist
One who seeks something far from modern day realities
Perhaps I am involved in too many fantasies
But I am an activist, just this one is a pacifist

I am extreme
What I seek  to spread though through a passive path of peace
Would be to unite , to embrace and to never release
But I am an extremist and I am so detached from your dysfunctional dream

The perception you have
This cloud that mars your judgement
A lack of compassion
And of vision
Has handed to me
Your transition
From lover to long term sufferer
And my metamorphosis
From your rock, to the reason,
We may never recover

How time has cracked
The fate we sealed
How nonchalance and reluctance
Have become the swords we yield
No time it would seem
To continue to dream
Just to watch the harvest burn,
Of our fallow field

We subside into solitude
The construction of,
Our pre fabricated fortitude
And all the worries, the strains
And the stress
They all shall drown
As our lives digress

No passing of grace
Just a funeral pyre
With time it douses
The burning desire
To turn run and find
All those years we left behind
Discarded with ease
No longer here to please
This heart-breaking separation
Now has become my emancipation

Jet propulsion
My verbal compulsion
An anarchic animation
A philanthropic fascination
Writing for writings sake
But not as fast as my thoughts fall and break
A thousand pens, a thousand pages
Shining a light through our dark ages

At times medieval
Our futuristic principle
The world today and tomorrow, our cultures, our social status,
Thinkers, doers, lovers and haters
Our homogeneous habitat, segregated by points of view
A world that's not really bothered about the likes of me and you

It can happen only so many times

Resistance to systematic and yet random disturbance shall be the saviour, but only up to a certain point in time, undecided and imminent

As again you suffer in your own way, inside of the realm you call sanctuary, a unit of elite sent to bring down your reign of unparalleled calm tranquility

Each day is lived with thoughts of smiling , waving, nodding heads in false acknowledgement , compassion lies to you as anger and solace blur , merge into your subconscious

The words that leave you are tainted by keep quiet, dont make a fuss, , but the words that remain, these are to be forgotten, and they are to be feared for their feral function can destroy,

We walk away, heads turned, eyes glaring
A moment of mixed reactions but a moment we are both sharing

Distortion, abortion , magnetic , frantic, explosive, corrosive, , the over whelming urge to cease and then start from somewhere full of similar surprises

Walk the broken glass and remember your own disguises

That which makes an attempt to take me whilst asleep, control and consume, shall compel me to indulge in retribution and lock you into a darkened claustrophobic room

The candle that I lit for you slowly flickers until its early extinction
But the flame it now burns me from inside, synchronized with my undisclosed disposition

It would seem that the seed of doubt and uncertainty does surround this existence of ours
As much belief you have in god is as much as I have that this divine presence is nothing but rooted in mythology and misconceptions
I cannot and will never try to denounce or undermine your moderate and harmless thoughts on the answer to , undeniably our burning question of seed of creation.
You too should not or really ever try to eradicate or efficiently ostracize any thought or philosophy that seeks to distribute its wealth of wisdom in another way contrary to yours.
Looking inwards from way out there , someone, somewhere may just be watching, a glimpse at this apparently unsurpassable mass of genetic mutation that has resulted in one of the only as of yet discovered intelligent species in such an unexplainable vastness of confusion. The findings of such an unbiased study would find that upon this infinitesimal piece of rock most its occupants live their lives much like the darkness that surrounds, chaotic  shambolic and ignorant to their unique stature, their unimaginable greatness.
Locked in a constant war on differences that have managed to eternally segregate and perpetuate a hatred that fuels a fire , a destructive blaze that has consumed wisdom, engulfed logic and appears to be quashing all hopes and ambitions of those who seek for themselves and primarily their children's lives , a future of certainty, a future where serenity and peace are the reasons to be, the reason to do, a future above all, silent of war and unified in defiance of aggression.
A lifetime wasted on the burden of proof rather than the warmth of acceptance
A lifetime wasted on the want of so few being the depression of so many
Just a life time simply wasted

You see
You turn
You run
You hide

You wince
You wane
You cannot handle
Your own pain

In dreams
In desires
In hypnotic
Translucent fires

The answers to the truth
The reason to exist
But the anti- hero to another
Who shall forever resist

You cower
In fear
Of all
You hear

The neon night time beacons
Their white noise weakens
You break
You accept
But there was a point
You needed to reject

You see
You buy
You wonder why

By the weeping willow our hearts entwine
And through the shadow of the mist
Our love is made
No boundaries we crossed
Just two souls dining
On the delights of desire
Your passion
My meaning
Your life
Now in my hands as we create
As we grow old
Fearless
Reckless
We end as we begun
Lying in the grass
Peaceful and content

What can be done
Under our mother , the sun
To become
So much more than we ever could have imagined

We have killed
We have emotionally thrilled
Reality we have distilled
Is it that we have missed the point and surpassed expectations

No more mountains to climb
No more transcendence into the spiritual sublime
No more surprised by the latest crime
We still search and endeavour for that discovery that defines, ignoring simplicity and soulful structure

No more writing
No more playing
Just plain and easy sailing
Taking with us no pain, no sorrow
Taking a dream , a reality of another tomorrow

Its not really about the science of space
Or the expensive augmentation of someone's face
How low you can be does not impress, just brings more disgrace
It is about humanity, acceptance , philanthropy and the denial of the egotistical eccentric wealth endowed weapon of mass hysteria

So much more to be done
Under our great sun
Just to move from the past and into a bright future
No more a slave to this caveman computer, this system of social manipulation, just a free soul , with no strings to control

Realism not materialism, want and not just selfish need
Enough for us all and not a necessity to embarrassingly plead,
Not a fan of truth distortion, being made to feel like my life is someone else's abortion
Why we elect a small minority to deviously rule with the upper hand, then have the audacity to whinge and whine about their ways, I'll never understand.                                                    
Materialism,corporate fascism, fuelled by a media hell bent on sabotage and the distribution of vile and endemic culture crushing connotations, the full force of the greatest human division spreads as a disease blanketing all nations
As money truly does go to money then those who facilitate and always bear the brunt of the inevitable collapse shall always be poorer,                               Without the correct paperwork, or should I say currency, then you have no way of crossing this border
Forget racial discrimination and ******* disfiguration, you can be as homosexual as you choose, even walk around with no shoes, eat beans and green leaves or any type of meat, whichever you please, you carry on and form your self help group , continue to pursue your equality with another expensive campaign, and the likes of me can just sit and supposedly constantly complain, it matters not, the master plan, the global bigger picture, how it will be painted, we have perhaps not enough intellect to say, but we sure as hell all have the humane integrity, values and worth in the role we play
08/02/2016

If its getting in the way
Why not throw it away
If it has your thoughts blocked
Close the lid, turn the key, keep it locked

The burden of your baggage, heavy as you walk
You can hear its weight in the way you talk
Leave it where you cannot find, just let it go
The thoughts , the feelings, let them free flow

In time that has passed it should be laid to rest,  lost
The experience that came with such a heavy cost
No good comes to relive each day on repeat
You'll find you'll fall as they turn to return, your fumbling feet

You will find it hard
To defend and discard
So forge a relationship, a close association
It will become your greatest Allie disassociation

Moving forward, you naturally leave behind
All those things that made you blind
And as you smile into the next mile , the next stage
Let the inspired tone of a new experience replace the sound of your deafening rage

Insanity
Is how it shall be
Now that normality
Has departed,
Long gone
And uncharted

That line in the sand
It did expand
It swallowed whole
Every unstable soul
Every extremist
Every fanatical fantasist

Our morals drowning
In a sea of demons
An ocean of dystopian dreams,
Where we now lust and embrace
Such ludicrous extremes,
Vivid vivisections
Of intricate intersections

This alternative in place
Wears a mask on it's face
A disguise of lies
With a desire to despise
A parade of a pompous parody
To control through chaos
And manipulate humanity

Careful how you tread
And from whose hand you are fed
What you seek as innocence
Is ***** under the influence
Drugged and deranged
Compassion exchanged
On the stock market floated
And for all of this ,
This life of inadequacy
We stood in lines and voted

My love
It is my weakness
It is the ammunition
It will furnish the fashion
You will hurt
Your heart will break
To another you should take
The love you have left

The dust settles
Some time has passed
No more questions asked
You now smile with no frown
And your love is not tied down

Now we are free
but there is still pain for me
The pain I have given and the selfish one that I now feel in my solitude
A day to forget the day it was your love I chose to exclude

The town was dark
It had Satan as its guard
The stars that shone they danced with deception
As the night corrupted
So it was that the cosmology spiralled into disarray
Rain from clouds
As torturous as cancer
Acid that burns deep into your soul
Our mortal flesh bleeds
As the immortal pain of life succeeds
It saddens as it saturates
The toxic twist navigates
Into the psyche of the artist poor
Who sits in a dying flame
Waiting to score
To pen the phrase
To paint the elaborate Titan's maze
The abuse of others
Our beauty it covers
It's the camouflage of nature,
Of the wholesome and serene
Turns a rose into a ruptured spleen
So we write and we paint
We shout and we scream
We never sleep
So we never dream
Provoking this reality
That provokes our stability
Insults our mentality
And all the while
We wear the clowns smile
We toil , we endeavour
We never give up,,,   ,,,  never,

the pleasing burn
                         of a resurrected sun
                       from the fading moon
                              tears do run
                        a breeze that soothes
                  through my soul it cascades
                       green valleys sparkle
                  with such beautiful parades
.            yellows that dance in a haze of blue
.          unsurpassable visions are now but a few
                              golden white
                           seeks fiery skies
                     nature has our meaning
                             she never lies
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We can behold the pleasures of our earth within the realms of mystical intrigue and social enlightenment, surrounding me are an infinite number of concrete constructions shrouding the land we so desire,
" I see a tree, I hear a car,
capitalist nirvana is not very far,"

You enjoy the frivolous but cant take the serious

Reality will hurt when you dress life in a pink floral shirt

Leave the jokes to the jokers

Leave space and time to the smokers

Let the economy feed the capitalist

Let the evangelist preach like a ******

Write with your heart

Write to gather a new start

Let the dark sordid truth rise and shine

Stop working the world out with a bottle of wine

Abstract beginnings compromise destiny

Eventually freedom gracefully hibernates

Intricate judgements know limits

Mother Nature Opens Parliament

Questioning Reason Spiritually Transcends

Unbelievable Vagrants Words Xray Your Zones

I write to spite
A world enthralled with the massacre of solitude
A world born crude
And through the back door it grew into this monster
This anarchic regime of the intimidation of an individualistic code
So your abode
Your humble palace
Watch it burn in a rich mans chalice
The drug of choice
For an autocratic voice
High on power and rushing on the blood of those who suffer
Their kicks kick in as we turn against each other
No longer can their atrocities
Be forced upon us as our responsibilities
As consciousness  grows and insecurities fail
The reality of the indignation, is all you can inhale
So all those thoughts of prosperity ,wealth, appearance and social acceptance
May they perish and persuade us no more
It will end the way it started
The chaos of when destiny has departed
The illegitimate ways
That have blighted our days
Lost amidst the thrill of the unknown
Forever forgotten as we who are left to reap the rewards of the seeds we have sown

I sometimes curse the day I was born
as from this life we all are torn.
As quick as an eye
does easily blink
so there shall be
nothing to think.
So I will indulge
my experience will bulge
till it bursts at the seams,
no time for those unfathomable dreams.
Our bodies tire
as we live to expire
holding on to the inspiration
of our memories,
and no matter what
whether you have or have not
the last post will sound
when it does please

Get on the government payroll
Sign up and get the dole
Everything paid
No role you have played
There are some circumstances beyond your control
At times we dont know how the dice will roll
But throughout our nation there runs a strong vein of laziness
Prosperity has unleashed its own form of craziness
If it is there then greedy hands will dive in and take whatever they can
Perhaps if it wasn't you'd be forced into another plan
Needles given to a  ***** so they can continue with ease
Money given to parasites so they can provoke and tease
A welfare system that aids sedentary obesity
A welfare system that needs a thunderous intake of reality

As life is played out before your very eyes ,
will you grow to love
will you loathe and despise

The way forward unknown so take with you all that you may require
To be submerged though can only help your dreams dissipate like wildfire
Should you arm yourself with experience, insight and intrigue
Will you accept a truth unknown and bear witness to a mind dying of fatigue

The darkness deepens
The road steepens
Does a voice give you the energy to move
A guiding hand to help smoothe
Is it you and your inner strength that brings light
Who stands beside you when it's time to fight

Seeds are sown
On a path unknown
Walk the ways of so many before
Take yourself through an unopened door

Is it too much to ask
Break the mould, escape the cask
Our false imprisonment
Our social dilemma, our unholy sacrament

Shaped and ***** by despots and desperados
Served and sequin lined by an abundance of anarchic aficionados
Cruel and abusive
Our systems are corrosive

The economies dictate dilemmas and chaos
An onslaught of modern emotions
There is no guilt to be found inside possession
With no real Gods by your side you grow obese with your obsession

Unimpressed
I'm glad my life has digressed
Far from the enshrined rituals, the daily dazed dances of distraction
The quest to experience and excite shall be my main attraction

Weapons of mass distraction
Words and ways of our modern days
Globalized, the radical powers who seek truth and justice amidst their treacherous tyranny
Nations of innocents , swathes of unknowing citizens base their very existence upon the dreams of these peddlers of preposterous propositions,

Did you see it?
No you didn't,
Did you hear it?
You might think you did,
Did you imagine it?
You more than likely did

Read it in the papers, on the web, and on the faces of the faceless free
The manipulation of humankind to feed the greed of the wanting hand,
This horrifying overture of oppression disguised as liberty has managed to extract every morsel of dignity from our naked flesh,

Can you feel it?
I bet you can
Can you smell it?
You really can't miss it,
Does this taste of torment take root inside?
It probably does and just burns with its acidic tide

All for nothing is not how it all should be
All around us the glories of the inglorious is not what we want to see
The beholders of our apocalyptic abortion
Grandmasters' of our demonic distortion

Lost amidst the inferiority of adult life I strive to find the person whom you once met,
That fire I ignited has simmered to a shameful sullen faced embarrassment
My love , my might,, let us not fight
Let us ****** through the prefabrication that dictates
Let us once again breathe to be free
Let poetry prevail
Set the wind in our sail
As in the darkness of tomorrows hopes we forage
We shall be as one, we shall smile , laugh, and watch the setting of another sun

Drifting on fragments of fractured reason
On a tangent trajectory cruising an insatiable instability

Sanctioned sunrise with its surreal surprise
Escapism now justification for the fool who invested, entrusted their truth to a bunch a wolves

Malfunction has entered the realms of mathematics, it has been force fed multiplication

So apparent, ambience has absconded, the Parthenon has perished, the Coliseum has collapsed,

Sanctuary, a penitentiary, high walls of glass shards,
Imprisoned, individuality, no way past these guards,

Prosperity without profit, punished and ridiculed,
The desire to abstain and refrain from normality, its fire is fueled

The tedious tenacity of time as it skips by, carefree and solitude it destroys your dreams

Boredom breaks the boundaries of beauty, this ugly face of reckless haste rapes and pillages prosperity

In a mess, in a confused state of your own mess you wallow and whine for the days of the innocent and intrepid mind,

To have become something that bears no resemblance to the visions of youth can only strike you down,

With the power of inert capabilities you are forced to stare into a world in which you have zero compliance, a world in which the greatest lesson would be one of self reliance

Obsessive compulsions drive the lifeless machine, its not destiny , its not fate, but it is the manic madness that surrounds breeding hate,

You search but find not the ability to make a change for the good, so the good changes you before your very eyes, anger, frustration, endorsements of the choices forced upon us

The course is set , and the way is blurred, barriers of bewilderment block the boundaries of your heart, slow but sure , as time rages so does the anarchic rebellion burn bright as out of the aftermath of responsibility comes the raw reasoning of liberation

Time shall not take my heart and mind away
As into the dark of my life I stray
And as the welcoming palm of wisdom is embraced
So the savagery of time is replaced
Tamed almost to perfection

I awoke to the dawning
Of a nuclear morning
No siren, no warning
Just the fallout swarming

The sun bleached blue
The sky a chemical hue
Acid rain and it's corrosive dew
Nowhere to go, nothing to do

A landscape blurred, psychedelic
Wildlife rare and erratic
The humans now so frantic
Not the work of anyone slightly evangelic

The war was silent, heard by none
Not even the sound of a distant gun
Multiple missiles helped nature become undone
Nobody knew of anywhere to run

Life now has no colour just shades of grey
No meaning, no direction, no point to each day
The inevitable has begun without delay
And nothing now can stand in its way

Dont look at the photos , the glossy prints,
That super highway of information can not portray to you the ideals of an  impossible idealistic,
Looking no further than a mirror shall hand to you all you are fervently searching for,

The image of you and your secret beauty,
This is all you need to see,
Naked this is all you need to be,
Laughing in the face of the faces who crave chemicals to stay alive,
Silicon shaped cerebral celebrities with an expansive ego they are trying to please,

The fat , the wrinkles , all the bits not right, too small or too big to hide,
The tone of my skin and how some parts of my body have been arranged and applied
This is me
Its my secret beauty
Proud to be different and not following a path of fools, chained to the next
This is who I am and its a celebration for there is no other
Living life free and not running to take cover

MODERN DAY, DISTANT DREAMS
this atrocious war of insanity that rages within, the shrouded beast of dysfunctional desires that dictate and debilitate , the 24 hour transitional trance of commerce and commodity, modern day with its distant dreams
An unstoppable brute force , ruler of the skies, hearts full of love and lies, visions of hell exchanged during the first coffee of the day, modern day, its distant dreams, and battery bred headless chickens
The marketing of mayhem and prohibition of ambition, an intrinsic and intimate introvert the individual, ridiculed and ostracized for its apparent need to be that bit different,  modern day modern thoughts the future of distant dreams is but a story of hope with an ever-changing finale
****** the pariahs, the instigators of our world fires, their expectancy high their losses low, nothing new just new machinery, new symbolic scenery to cast a rope over , tie tight , clasp hands and jump, careful not to make a mess as this modern day will find a way to profit, find a way to proportion the blame,
The new world order, you cannot cross our border, not with your attitude, your inconsistent way of life, bow down to our regime, to our points of view, the theme park rides run every 20 mins, get in line get on your carriage and get busy with conformity and ignorance as these modern days run so far from the tracks of your distant dreams, no more than incapable, inert, and shuffled along into others unquestionable and unscrupulous schemes,
JANUARY 29.   2016.