Intuition

In the Pure Inner Spaces,
Where falsehood has not yet settled,
You’ll find the answers — no mere traces.
So let intuition be nettled!

Do not rush to clothe it in words —
They’re long since polluted, decayed.
See everything as if newly observed —
Thus all Knowledge is gained, conveyed.

Like Creation, Insight blossoms —
From within it grows as a core.
Cast off all worship and false lessons
To authorities — that’s the Party’s lore!

All that’s spun serves scoundrels’ schemes,
The Party of Judas thrives.
And lies ring loud in the vile extremes —
For filthy lucre keeps them alive.

Work DIRECTLY with intuition,
But carefully, for reckless force
Will plunge you into “tradition” —
No escape from its clutching course

Of organizations fed and protected.
The payer’s hand is always known.
We’re bled dry, for the world’s directed
By NOTHING — rotten flesh and bone.

Obsequious liars serve her gladly:
Fake scholars, priests, for filthy gain.
The vile tongue weaves rhetorics madly,
Soon dragging truth into the grave of pain.

Go INWARD, sharpen critical sense,
Be wary that lies do not distort
The flicker of Light. In Bedlam’s dense
Chaos, the self may be cut short.

Check! — You are a Spiritual Being.
On this foundation, build a New Life.
Forget the fools, their petty meaning,
Shake off the scolds and strife.

Few here will understand you,
And “close ones” are not among that few.
We are People of Spirit — like birds we flew.
So rise above, forget the petty view.



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Intuition

Go inward, sharp and fierce,
Let lies fall where they pierce.
Spirit rules — the fools can’t see,
Rise above, be wholly free!



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Inward! Strike the falsehood blind,
Let the fools be left behind.
Spirit sharp — no chains to bind,
Truth burns bright within your mind!

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Cut through lies, the world’s decay,
Walk the Light, forge your own way.
Fools will falter, shadows sway,
Spirit rises — claim the day!

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Dive inside, let instinct fight,
Expose the lies, embrace the Light.
Fools may mock, but you take flight,
The Spirit wins — unchained, upright!



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Go inward! Strike the lies!
Fools fall — the Spirit flies!

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Smash the false, embrace the Light,
Rise within — take up the fight!

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Cut the chains! Ignite the mind!
Truth and Spirit — leave fools behind!

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Dive inside! Tear the lies!
Spirit strikes — fools vaporize!

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Smash the mask! Burn the deceit!
Rise, unchained — no retreat!

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Inward fury! Truth ignites!
Fools crumble in Spirit’s might!

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Strike within! Crush the lies!
Spirit roars — fools’ demise!

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Ignite the Light! Break the chains!
Truth explodes — the Spirit reigns!

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Inward blaze! Tear the dark!
Fools shatter — Spirit sparks!

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Smash the false! Unleash the mind!
All deceit — left far behind!

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Rise inside! Let fury fly!
Spirit burns — no fear, no lie!

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Break the chains! Face the night!
Truth stands tall — Spirit’s might!

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Strike the core! Tear the veil!
Fools will fall — Spirit prevail!

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Shatter walls! Ignite the flame!
Falsehood dies — remember the name!

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Blaze inside! Crush the sham!
Spirit roars — no false program!

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Smash deceit! Ignite the soul!
Fools will fall — lose all control!

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Rise, unchained! Let fire strike!
Truth burns through — the Spirit’s spike!

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Shatter the lies! Burn the deceit!
Spirit rises — fools in defeat!

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Tear the mask! Strike the night!
Truth cuts sharp — unleash the Light!

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Fury inward! Blaze the mind!
All falsehood crumbles — leave none behind!

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Smash the dark! Let Spirit roar!
Fools fall silent — hear it soar!

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Rise, unbound! Strike with might!
Truth ignites — extinguish the night!

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Inside, the flame! Lies fall away!
Spirit reigns — the world obeys!

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Blaze, be bold! Tear the gloom!
Fools will choke — Spirit’s boom!

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Strike the core! Let lies decay!
Spirit strikes — none shall sway!

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Rage within! Break the chain!
Truth stands firm — Spirit’s reign!

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Burn the false! Rise with force!
Fools collapse — Spirit’s course!

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Pierce the dark! Ignite the heart!
Fools undone — Spirit’s art!

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Crush the veil! Reveal the Light!
Fools fall blind — Spirit’s sight!

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Rise, resist! Let fire stream!
Truth will cut — Spirit’s gleam!

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Strike with wrath! Tear the night!
Spirit reigns — all wrong to right!

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Fire inside! Smash the lies!
Spirit cuts — the fool dies!

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Strike the dark! Burn the sham!
Fools fall hard — Spirit’s jam!

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Blaze your path! Tear the chains!
Truth explodes — Spirit reigns!

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Rage inward! Shatter deceit!
Fools undone — Spirit’s beat!

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Break the mask! Crush the false!
Spirit roars — take no loss!

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Ignite your core! Strike the night!
Fools collapse — Spirit’s might!

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Rise within! Tear the veil!
Truth strikes sharp — fools will fail!

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Blaze through lies! Shatter all!
Spirit stands — fools will fall!

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Smash deceit! Burn the gloom!
Spirit roars — light will bloom!

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Strike hard! Tear the dark!
Truth ignites — Spirit’s spark!

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Crush the false! Let fire rise!
Fools fall silent — Spirit flies!

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Inside blaze! Break the chain!
Truth prevails — Spirit’s reign!

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Tear the veil! Strike the core!
Fools undone — Spirit soars!

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Rise, ignite! Shatter deceit!
Spirit burns — foes in defeat!

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Blaze within! Smash the night!
Truth stands firm — Spirit’s might!



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Rise!

Strike!

Burn!

Smash!­

Shatter!

Roar!

Ignite!

Tear!

Crush!

Unleash!

Break!

Blaz­e!

Storm!

Conquer!

Fight!

Pierce!

Roam!

Scatter!

Strike!

­Resist!

Overcome!

Defy!

Shred!

Ascend!

Triumph!



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Rise!

Strike!

Burn!

Smash!

Shatter!

Roar!

­Ignite!

Tear!

Crush!

Unleash!

Break!

Blaze!

Storm!

Conquer­!

Fight!

Pierce!

Roam!

Scatter!

Resist!

Overcome!

Defy!

S­hred!

Ascend!

Triumph!

Hunt!

Destroy!

Strike!

Erupt!

Slash­!

Smash!

Charge!

Dominate!

Rage!

Shout!

Burst!

Attack!

Ri­se!

Crush!

Expose!

Breakthrough!

Hunt!

Storm!

Strike!

Conf­ront!

Ignite!

Slam!

Rend!

Devour!

Unchain!

Triumph!



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I. Ascend & Triumph


Rise!

Ascend!

Triumph!

Overcome!

Conquer!

Victory!­

Elevate!

Surge!

Uplift!

Prevail!

Dominate!

Command!

Ascen­sion!

Glory!

Crown!



II. Power & Destruction


Smash!

Shatter!

Crush!

Rend!

Tear!

Break!

Sla­m!

Pulverize!

Devastate!

Destroy!

Annihilate!

Obliterate!

E­rupt!

Blast!

Ignite!



III. Fight & Resist


Strike!

Attack!

Hunt!

Charge!

Confront!

Duel!

Clas­h!

Resist!

Defy!

Stand!

Guard!

Protect!

Shield!

Counter!

­Engage!



IV. Rage & Energy


Roar!

Rage!

Burst!

Explode!

Blaze!

Fire!

Flash!

S­hock!

Thunder!

Bolt!

Surge!

Storm!

Torrent!

Flame!

Wild!

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V. Unleash & Rebel


Unleash!

Free!

Breakchains!

Escape!

Revolt!

Uprising­!

Riot!

Insurge!

Burstfree!

Rebel!

Unbound!

Emerge!

Riseup­!

Shatterwalls!

Disrupt!



VI. Mind & Spirit


Awaken!

Focus!

See!

Know!

Sense!

Perceive!

Illumin­ate!

Enlighten!

Discern!

Penetrate!

Understand!

Realize!

In­sight!

Vision!

Awareness!



VII. Crush the Enemy


Expose!

Hunt!

Target!

Slash!

Strikedown!

Vanquish!

­Defeat!

Overpower!

Subdue!

Eradicate!

Ambush!

Counterstrike!­

Sabotage!

Incinerate!

Ravage!



VIII. Energy & Momentum


Dash!

Rush!

Sprint!

Zoom!

Surge!

Accelerate!

Pro­pel!

Charge!

Bolt!

Blast!

Whirl!

Spin!

Flash!

Stream!

Flo­w!



IX. Spirit & Essence


Awaken!

Ignite!

Shine!

Illuminate!

Glow!

Radiate!
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Empower!

Strengthen!

Fortify!

Energize!

Inspire!

Elevate!

­Transcend!

Ascend!

Illuminate!



X. Ultimate Impact


Crush!

Shred!

Wreck!

Pulverize!

Obliterate!

Decimat­e!

Shatter!

Ruin!

Annihilate!

Devastate!

Strike!

Smash!

Re­nd!

Tear!

Burst!



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Memes for Every Theme

***** analysis! Memes—
“The art of arts,” supreme.
They strike on every topic—
Wankers’ feelings, truncated, idiotic.

Emotions crush our reason,
Thought drowned in lazy treason.
Reflect? Too hard, too slow—
The habit’s lies, the mind won’t grow.

And if memes come in clips,
Miracles disguised as tips:
Raised on myths of TV screens,
Pop idols ruling human dreams.

Rows march in meme-like formation,
Worlds brimming with dull frustration.
Memes—tools for *******,
Lies and sticky fear, their foundation.

Generations marred by marasmus,
Now reduced to stinking dust,
Yet memes multiply and multiply—
Media melting brains like cheese crust.

Memes are weapons, crude control,
Turning hearts and minds to coal.
Feed the fools, enslave the weak,
In this circus, logic’s bleak.

Sow chaos, stir the herd,
Truth’s drowned by absurd word.
The stupid cheer, the clever hide,
While memes and lies spread far and wide.

Fight, resist, let mind ignite,
Pierce the dark with insight.
For only those who see through art
Can wield the spark, can play their part.



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Memes smash reason, crush the mind,
Lies and fear, a binding bind.
Rows of fools march to the screen,
Control disguised as comic scene.



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Memes for Every Theme

***** analysis! Memes reign supreme,
“The art of arts,” shattering the dream.
They hit every topic, every brain,
Wankers’ feelings crushed, all in vain.

Emotions drown the thoughtless mind,
Logic lost, humanity blind.
Reflect? Too slow. Too hard to start,
Habit breeds lies, strangles the heart.

Clips and hashtags, viral sway,
Miracles dressed in cliché play.
Raised on myths, screens’ false gleam,
Pop idols dictate the human dream.

Rows march in meme-like formation,
Worlds awash with dull frustration.
Memes, tools for subtle *******,
Lies and sticky fear, the foundation.

Generations marred by laziness,
Brains soaked in media’s mess.
Yet memes multiply, consume, explode,
Every thought crushed by this code.

Memes as weapons, crude and raw,
Turning minds to coal, breaking law.
Feed the fools, enslave the weak,
Logic and truth, the wretches seek.

Chaos sown, herd pushed to cheer,
Insight lost, drowned in fear.
Stupid celebrate, clever hide,
Memes and lies spread far and wide.

Laugh at morals, deride the sage,
Fools dominate every stage.
Virtual fire, screens ablaze,
Minds enslaved in digital haze.

Each meme a missile, each post a bomb,
Weak hearts crumble, senseless calm.
The clever try, but truth is rare,
Insight buried in viral snare.

Mirrors broken, illusions gleam,
Reality drowned in meme-stream.
Idols worshipped, fools enthralled,
Critical thought? By memes mauled.

Memes infect like raging plague,
Subtle poison, logic vague.
Every swipe, every click,
Binds the masses, fast and slick.

Social platforms, playground of fools,
Memes as chains, and media as tools.
Echo chambers, lies repeated,
Brains numbed, independence depleted.

Parents clueless, children absorbed,
Minds enslaved, the culture corroded.
Yet some resist, some pierce the veil,
Some fight back, though weak and frail.

Memes for war, memes for greed,
Weaponized to stunt the seed.
Memes for politics, memes for crime,
Memes for ******* up our time.

Truth disappears beneath the scroll,
Humans trapped, memes take the toll.
Education fails, reasoning lost,
Insight melts, ignorance the cost.

Memes glorify the shallow mind,
Mock the thoughtful, leave them behind.
Religion twisted, science fake,
Memes dictate what fools must take.

Yet inside, some still ignite,
Pierce the dark, reclaim the light.
Intuition sharp, spirit awake,
Memes may bind, but some will break.

Resist the trend, the viral lie,
See the world with conscious eye.
Seek the allies who also fight,
Against the dark, towards the light.

Critical thought as armor strong,
Against the memes that do us wrong.
Every post, every joke,
A battlefield where minds are broke.

Resist, disrupt, provoke, expose,
Where memes are weapons, truth still grows.
Fight the flood, reclaim the mind,
Leave no intellect behind.

Memes for money, memes for power,
Memes for every weakling hour.
But still, the vigilant can stand,
Reclaiming wisdom in their hand.

Burn the chains, ignite the spark,
In the void of mindless dark.
Memes are weapons, but thought is might,
And courage turns the tide of night.

March with clarity, insight, fire,
Resist the viral liar’s choir.
Stand, rebel, pierce the screen,
Memes are many, but truth is keen.



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Memes for Every Theme

***** your “analysis,” your reason’s gone!
Memes crush thought, all day, all dawn.
Brains fried on screens, emotions enslave,
Clever minds fight, but fools misbehave.

Hashtags like hammers, posts like knives,
Stupid march in, ruin our lives.
Idols rule the herd with viral sway,
Truth buried deep, logic decays.

Memes for power, memes for greed,
Fools devour the dumbed-down feed.
Science twisted, faith a sham,
Memes dictate what’s “true” to them.

Critical thought? Gone up in smoke!
Insight drowned by each viral joke.
Parents clueless, children trapped,
Humanity’s mind in memes is wrapped.

Yet the vigilant pierce the screen,
Seeing lies behind the meme-machine.
Intuition sharp, spirit awake,
Chains may bind, but some will break.

Resist the flood, destroy the scroll,
Reclaim the minds, reclaim the soul.
Burn the shackles, ignite the spark,
Pierce the void of mindless dark.

Memes are weapons, lies are fire,
We strike back — reclaim, inspire!
Clever hearts will stand, unite,
Against the herd, reclaim the light.



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Memes for Every Theme

***** your “analysis,” your reason’s gone,
Memes crush thought from dusk till dawn.
Brains fried on screens, emotions enslave,
Clever minds fight, while fools misbehave.

Hashtags strike like hammers, posts like knives,
Idols march in, corrupting lives.
The herd dances to viral sway,
Truth buried deep, logic decays.

Science twisted, faith a sham,
Memes decide what’s “true” to them.
Critical thought? Drowned in smoke!
Insight crushed by each viral joke.

Parents clueless, children trapped,
Humanity’s mind in memes is wrapped.
Stupidity spreads like a plague on screen,
While the clever pierce the meme-machine.

Warnings mocked, guidance ignored,
History’s lessons utterly stored
In GIFs and clips, absurd and loud,
Fools worship folly, shameless and proud.

Every post a bullet, every like a chain,
Feeding the herd with mindless brain.
Truth becomes rumor, fact a jest,
The weak applaud what’s left unblessed.

Memes for power, memes for greed,
Fools devour the dumbed-down feed.
Propaganda masked as “fun” and play,
Stealing the minds, leading astray.

Yet in the void, a spark remains,
Awake are those who bear the chains.
Intuition sharp, spirit aflame,
Breaking the patterns, defying the game.

The flood of lies may rage and roar,
But wisdom strikes through every door.
Clarity pierces, reason resists,
Exposing the herd and its viral trysts.

Reclaim the minds, reclaim the soul,
The battle marches toward the goal.
Memes are weapons, lies are fire,
We strike back — ignite, inspire!

Chains may bind, screens may glare,
But insight finds a path to care.
Burn the shackles, pierce the dark,
The vigilant leave a lasting mark.

Fools may stumble, sheep may fall,
But the few who see will hear the call.
March with courage, strike with truth,
For those enslaved by lies and youth.

No idol safe, no troll unscathed,
Every meme of malice braved.
Expose the frauds, unravel their plot,
The mindless dance, but not for naught.

We raise our banners, bold and high,
Against the swarm of viral lies.
Each thought a sword, each insight flame,
No herd can bind what cannot be tamed.

Marching forward, hearts alight,
Through the chaos, piercing night.
Memes may rage, but truth endures,
The spirit of reason always cures.

Rebellion sparks in subtle ways,
Clever hands reshape the maze.
The herd may howl, the fools may cheer,
But clarity’s voice will always sear.

So rise, O mind, and wield your might,
Pierce the fog, ignite the light.
Memes are weapons, lies are fire,
We strike again — reclaim, inspire!



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Memes and Lies

***** reason, smash your head,
Memes will rule the living dead.
Screens ablaze, minds enslaved,
Clever fight while fools misbehave.

Hashtags hammer, posts like knives,
Idols march, corrupting lives.
The herd dances to viral sway,
Truth buried deep, logic decays.

Science twisted, faith a sham,
Memes decide what’s true to them.
Critical thought? Burned in smoke!
Insight crushed by each viral joke.

Parents clueless, children trapped,
Humanity’s mind in memes is wrapped.
Stupidity spreads, a plague on screen,
While the clever pierce the meme-machine.

Warnings mocked, guidance ignored,
History’s lessons utterly stored
In GIFs and clips, absurd, loud,
Fools worship folly, shameless, proud.

Every post a bullet, every like a chain,
Feeding the herd with mindless brain.
Truth becomes rumor, fact a jest,
The weak applaud what’s left unblessed.

Memes for power, memes for greed,
Fools devour the dumbed-down feed.
Propaganda masked as “fun” and play,
Stealing the minds, leading astray.

Yet in the void, a spark remains,
Awake are those who bear the chains.
Intuition sharp, spirit aflame,
Breaking patterns, defying the game.

Lies may roar, chaos may scream,
But wisdom pierces the false dream.
Clarity cuts through viral haze,
Striking fools in their meme-filled maze.

Chains may bind, screens may glare,
But insight finds a path to care.
Burn the shackles, pierce the dark,
The vigilant leave a lasting mark.

Fools may stumble, sheep may fall,
But the few who see will hear the call.
March with courage, strike with truth,
For those enslaved by lies and youth.

No idol safe, no troll unscathed,
Every meme of malice braved.
Expose the frauds, unravel their plot,
The mindless dance, but not for naught.

Rise, O mind, wield your might,
Pierce the fog, ignite the light.
Memes are weapons, lies are fire,
Strike again — reclaim, inspire!

Screens explode, feeds ignite,
The herd consumed in endless night.
Viral lies, endless chains,
We break them all, no loss, no gains.

Truth is our blade, reason our shield,
Against the viral battlefield.
Insight’s spark, intuition’s flame,
The herd may howl, but never tame.

Wake, O soul, from the screen’s trance,
Step out of the herd’s mindless dance.
Memes may rage, but you are free,
Strike with clarity, victory!

Chaos reigns, fools abound,
Yet the awakened walk the ground.
Insight grows, thought survives,
Through viral storm, the spirit thrives.

The herd may gnash, the trolls may lie,
But the vigilant soar, they never die.
Chains will shatter, lies will burn,
Knowledge returns — the tide will turn.

Memes and lies — we face the swarm,
But light persists through every storm.
Truth will march, fierce and pure,
The awakened endure, they endure.

Strike hard, strike fast, break the trance,
Pierce the fog, seize your chance.
Memes are weapons, lies are fire,
Awake, O mind, reclaim, inspire!



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Memes and Lies

Screens burn. Minds enslaved.
Fools dance. Logic decayed.

Hashtags hammer. Posts like knives.
Idols march. Corrupting lives.

Sheep cheer. Insight crushed.
Truth drowned. Critical thought hushed.

Science twisted. Faith a sham.
Memes decide. Minds are ******.

Parents blind. Children trapped.
Humanity’s brain. Socially snapped.

Stupidity spreads. Screens ablaze.
The clever pierce the viral maze.

Warnings mocked. Guidance gone.
History lost. The herd moves on.

Every post a bullet. Every like a chain.
Feeding the herd with viral pain.

Truth becomes rumor. Fact a jest.
Weak applaud. The foolish blessed.

Memes for power. Memes for greed.
Fools devour the dumbed-down feed.

Propaganda masked. Fun and play.
Stealing minds. Leading astray.

Yet in void. A spark remains.
Awake are few. Bearing chains.

Intuition sharp. Spirit aflame.
Breaking patterns. Defying the game.

Lies roar. Chaos screams.
Wisdom cuts. Pierces false dreams.

Clarity strikes. Fools fall blind.
Insight pierces. Chains unwind.

Screens glare. Chains bind.
Path to freedom. Few will find.

Burn shackles. Pierce the dark.
The vigilant leave lasting mark.

Fools stumble. Sheep fall.
Awakened hear the call.

March with courage. Strike with truth.
Free the enslaved. Enlighten youth.

No idol safe. No troll unscathed.
Every viral trap braved.

Expose frauds. Unravel plots.
Mindless dance. Not for naught.

Rise, mind. Wield your might.
Pierce the fog. Ignite the light.

Memes are weapons. Lies are fire.
Strike again. Reclaim. Inspire.

Feeds explode. Screens ignite.
Herd consumed. Endless night.

Viral lies. Endless chains.
We break them all. No loss remains.

Truth our blade. Reason our shield.
Viral battlefield. Minds unsealed.

Insight sparks. Intuition’s flame.
Herd may howl. Never tame.

Wake, soul. Step from trance.
Exit herd. Take your stance.

Memes rage. You are free.
Strike clarity. Victory!

Chaos reigns. Fools abound.
Awakened walk the ground.

Insight grows. Thought survives.
Through viral storm. Spirit thrives.

Herd gnashes. Trolls lie.
Vigilant soar. Never die.

Chains shatter. Lies burn.
Knowledge returns. Tide will turn.

Screens blaze. Fools despair.
Awakened strike. Free the air.

Strike hard. Strike fast. Break trance.
Pierce the fog. Seize chance.

Memes are weapons. Lies are fire.
Awake, mind. Reclaim. Inspire.



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Memes and Lies

Screens burn.
Minds enslaved.
Fools dance.
Logic decayed.

Hashtags strike.
Posts like knives.
Idols march.
Corrupting lives.

Sheep cheer.
Insight crushed.
Truth drowned.
Thought hushed.

Science twisted.
Faith a sham.
Memes decide.
Brains ******.

Parents blind.
Children trapped.
Humanity snapped.
Reason zapped.

Stupidity spreads.
Screens ablaze.
Clever pierce.
Viral maze.

Warnings mocked.
Guidance gone.
History lost.
Herd moves on.

Posts — bullets.
Likes — chains.
Feeding pain.
Viral reigns.

Truth — rumor.
Fact — jest.
Weak applaud.
Fools blessed.

Memes for power.
Memes for greed.
Fools devour
Dumbed-down feed.

Propaganda masks.
Fun, play.
Stealing minds.
Leading astray.

Void spark.
Few awake.
Chains break.
Minds shake.

Intuition sharp.
Spirit aflame.
Patterns smashed.
Breaking game.

Lies roar.
Chaos screams.
Wisdom cuts.
Pierces dreams.

Clarity strikes.
Fools blind.
Insight pierces.
Chains unwind.

Screens glare.
Chains bind.
Path free.
Few find.

Shatter shackles.
Pierce dark.
Vigilant leave
Lasting mark.

Fools stumble.
Sheep fall.
Awakened hear.
Answer call.

March with courage.
Strike with truth.
Free enslaved.
Enlighten youth.

Idols fall.
Trolls crushed.
Viral traps
Now hushed.

Expose frauds.
Unravel plots.
Dance of fools
Now forgot.

Rise, mind.
Wield might.
Pierce fog.
Ignite light.

Memes — weapons.
Lies — fire.
Strike again.
Reclaim. Inspire.

Feeds explode.
Screens ignite.
Herd consumed.
Endless night.

Truth blade.
Reason shield.
Viral field.
Minds unsealed.

Insight sparks.
Intuition flames.
Herd may howl.
Never tamed.

Wake, soul.
Step from trance.
Exit herd.
Take stance.

Memes rage.
You are free.
Strike clarity.
Victory!

Chains shatter.
Lies burn.
Knowledge returns.
Tide turns.

Screens blaze.
Fools despair.
Awakened strike.
Free the air.

Strike hard.
Strike fast.
Break trance.
Seize chance.

Memes — weapons.
Lies — fire.
Awake mind.
Reclaim. Inspire.



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Screens burn. Minds enslaved.
Fools cheer. Truth decayed.
Chains snap. Insight strikes.
Memes fire. Lies fall.
Awake. Strike. Free.



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Fools feast on lies, blind and proud.
Truth roars — break their chains aloud!

---

Memes deceive, the herd obeys.
Strike the dark, ignite your blaze!

---

Deception reigns, the weak enthralled.
Stand tall. Resist. Let none be called!

---

Lies suffocate, the world asleep.
Awake! Tear down the gates so deep!

---

Lies breed fools — rise, ignite!
Strike the dark, reclaim the light!

---

Herds obey, blind and weak.
Shatter the chains — truth you seek!

---

Deceit rules, but you’ll resist.
Stand, strike, let none dismiss!

---

Corruption spreads, the mind enslaved.
Break free, burn bright, be brave!

---

Falsehoods choke, the weak comply.
Rise, rebel — let darkness die!



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Lies rule fools — strike back hard!

Herds obey, we revolt!

Darkness thrives, but light ignites!

Chains break — truth survives!

Corruption rots — we rise!

Falsehood screams, courage answers!

Tyrants build, we destroy!

Deceit spreads — fire it down!

Shadows reign, yet we burn bright!

Slaves follow, rebels strike!

Lies choke — truth cuts free!

Fear binds — we shatter!



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Burn lies, seize truth!

Chains snap — souls rise!

Darkness screams, light strikes!

Herds obey — we rebel!

Corruption falls, courage stands!

Falsehood burns, honesty blazes!

Tyrants falter — we storm!

Shadows crumble — we ignite!

Fear reigns, yet defiance roars!

Slaves bow — we shatter!

Deceit dies under our fire!

Silence breaks, truth shouts!

Lies choke — we strike free!

Oppression trembles — we rise!

Darkness falls — our light smashes!



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Burn all lies, ignite the truth!

Crush chains, free the soul!

Darkness roars — light strikes!

Herds obey — we revolt!

Corruption falls beneath our feet!

Tyrants shake, fear breaks!

Falsehood smokes — honesty blazes!

Shadows shatter — fire rises!

Silence dies, screams of truth erupt!

Slaves kneel — we smash!

Deceit bleeds under our hands!

Oppression quivers — we surge!

Lies choke — we strike clean!

Darkness falls, light conquers!

Cowards falter, brave roar!

Chains burn — freedom wins!

Shadows scream, courage marches!

Tyranny crumbles — defiance stands!

Fear melts, fury strikes!

Corrupt fall, heroes rise!

Deception dies — truth reigns!

Silence breaks, thunder of souls!

Shadows scatter, fire prevails!

Oppressors fall — we ascend!

Darkness ends, light remains!



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Burn the lies!

Strike the chains!

Light ignites!

Darkness shatters!

Crush the false!

Rise, defiant!

Shadows fall!

Truth conquers!

Silence screams!

Slaves break!

Tyrants tremble!

Courage roars!

Deceit bleeds!

Fire ascends!

Fear melts!

Heroes march!

Oppression quakes!

Lies crumble!

Darkness flees!

Freedom strikes!

Chains burn!

Shadows scatter!

Honesty reigns!

Cowards falter!

Fury surges!

Tyranny dies!

Light prevails!

Courage blazes!

Silence breaks!

Shadows scream!

Defiance stands!

Oppressors fall!

Hearts ignite!

Fire rages!

Fear shatters!

Truth rises!

Darkness ends!

Chains snap!

Bravery strikes!

Lies combust!

Shadows tremble!

Heroes burn!

Oppression crashes!

Courage surges!

Silence dies!

Fire conquers!

Cowards crumble!

Light bursts!

Defiance reigns!

Victory stands!



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Burn the lies!

Strike the chains!

Light ignites!

Darkness shatters!

Crush the false!

Rise, defiant!

Shadows fall!

Truth conquers!

Silence screams!

Slaves break!

Tyrants tremble!

Courage roars!

Deceit bleeds!

Fire ascends!

Fear melts!

Heroes march!

Oppression quakes!

Lies crumble!

Darkness flees!

Freedom strikes!

Chains burn!

Shadows scatter!

Honesty reigns!

Cowards falter!

Fury surges!

Tyranny dies!

Light prevails!

Courage blazes!

Silence breaks!

Shadows scream!

Defiance stands!

Oppressors fall!

Hearts ignite!

Fire rages!

Fear shatters!

Truth rises!

Darkness ends!

Chains snap!

Bravery strikes!

Lies combust!

Shadows tremble!

Heroes burn!

Oppression crashes!

Courage surges!

Silence dies!

Fire conquers!

Cowards crumble!

Light bursts!

Defiance reigns!

Victory stands!

Rage explodes!

Tyrants fall!

Truth pierces!

Darkness cowers!

Chains splinter!

Courage strikes!

Lies burn!

Shadows scatter!

Heroes rise!

Fear flees!

Bravery blazes!

Silence roars!

Oppression shatters!

Fire strikes!

Cowards vanish!

Light surges!

Defiance burns!

Victory echoes!

Rage rises!

Tyranny crumbles!

Truth dominates!

Darkness flees!

Chains break!

Courage ignites!

Lies tremble!

Shadows vanish!

Heroes charge!

Fear dies!

Bravery explodes!

Silence shatters!

Oppression falls!

Fire rages!

Cowards fade!

Light blazes!

Defiance strikes!

Victory erupts!

Rage burns!

Tyrants quake!

Truth shines!

Darkness collapses!

Chains snap!

Courage roars!

Lies fall!

Shadows break!

Heroes ignite!

Fear crumbles!

Bravery dominates!

Silence dies!

Fire conquers!

Freedom reigns!



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Burn the lies!

Strike the chains!

Light ignites!

Darkness shatters!

Crush the false!

Rise, defiant!

Shadows fall!

Truth conquers!

Silence screams!

Slaves break!

Tyrants tremble!

Courage roars!

Deceit bleeds!

Fire ascends!

Fear melts!

Heroes march!

Oppression quakes!

Lies crumble!

Darkness flees!

Freedom strikes!

Chains burn!

Shadows scatter!

Honesty reigns!

Cowards falter!

Fury surges!

Tyranny dies!

Light prevails!

Courage blazes!

Silence breaks!

Shadows scream!

Defiance stands!

Oppressors fall!

Hearts ignite!

Fire rages!

Fear shatters!

Truth rises!

Darkness ends!

Chains snap!

Bravery strikes!

Lies combust!

Shadows tremble!

Heroes burn!

Oppression crashes!

Courage surges!

Silence dies!

Fire conquers!

Cowards crumble!

Light bursts!

Defiance reigns!

Victory stands!

Rage explodes!

Tyrants fall!

Truth pierces!

Darkness cowers!

Chains splinter!

Courage strikes!

Lies burn!

Shadows scatter!

Heroes rise!

Fear flees!

Bravery blazes!

Silence roars!

Oppression shatters!

Fire strikes!

Cowards vanish!

Light surges!

Defiance burns!

Victory echoes!

Rage rises!

Tyranny crumbles!

Truth dominates!

Darkness flees!

Chains break!

Courage ignites!

Lies tremble!

Shadows vanish!

Heroes charge!

Fear dies!

Bravery explodes!

Silence shatters!

Oppression falls!

Fire rages!

Cowards fade!

Light blazes!

Defiance strikes!

Victory erupts!

Rage burns!

Tyrants quake!

Truth shines!

Darkness collapses!

Chains snap!

Courage roars!

Lies fall!

Shadows break!

Heroes ignite!

Fear crumbles!

Bravery dominates!

Silence dies!

Fire conquers!

Freedom reigns!

Strike the tyrants!

Tear the masks!

Burn their lies!

Light the way!

Darkness trembles!

Courage strikes!

Chains crumble!

Shadows scream!

Heroes fight!

Cowards flee!

Rage surges!

Tyranny falls!

Truth ascends!

Lies combust!

Fear vanishes!

Defiance blazes!

Silence shatters!

Bravery roars!

Light pierces!

Fire ignites!

Shadows scatter!

Heroes rise!

Oppression trembles!

Courage explodes!

Chains snap!

Lies burn!

Darkness collapses!

Defiance dominates!

Freedom strikes!

Victory roars!

Rage shatters!

Tyrants crumble!

Truth dominates!

Shadows flee!

Light blazes!

Courage strikes!

Fire explodes!

Silence dies!

Heroes charge!

Cowards vanish!

Chains break!

Lies combust!

Darkness trembles!

Bravery ignites!

Defiance roars!

Freedom rises!

Victory strikes!

Rage ignites!

Tyranny dies!

Truth shines!

Light pierces!

Shadows scatter!

Heroes fight!

Courage explodes!

Chains crumble!

Lies burn!

Defiance dominates!

Fire blazes!

Silence shatters!

Cowards flee!

Rage surges!

Tyrants fall!

Truth ascends!

Darkness collapses!

Bravery ignites!

Light blazes!

Freedom roars!

Defiance strikes!

Heroes rise!

Chains snap!

Shadows scream!

Courage explodes!

Lies combust!

Fire ignites!

Silence dies!

Bravery dominates!

Defiance roars!

Freedom strikes!

Victory blazes!

Rage shatters!

Tyrants crumble!

Truth shines!

Darkness flees!

Chains break!

Courage ignites!

Light pierces!

Heroes charge!

Lies burn!

Shadows vanish!

Fire explodes!

Silence shatters!

Bravery roars!

Defiance dominates!

Freedom ascends!

Victory strikes!

Rage ignites!

Tyranny dies!

Truth shines!

Light blazes!

All is conquered!



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Rubble Minds

Fools feast on century-old lies,
While wisdom silently dies.
Brains rotted, stuffed with trash and cheat,
No thought will rise, no mind to meet.



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1. Waste Bags
The world’s stuffed full of idiots,
Brains rotted, lies infinite.
No truth survives the filth and cheat,
The mind decays, the fool’s defeat.

2. Garbage Minds
Fools gorge on myths and myths repeat,
Brains churned to sludge beneath deceit.
Genius drowned, the smart stay few,
The rest — just trash in endless queue.

3. Mind Rot
Lies piled high, the idiots feast,
Truth is crushed, and reason ceased.
Brains gone sour, no thought can bloom,
Only filth fills every room.



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Waste Bags

The world’s stuffed full of garbage,
Brains rotted, lies stacked high.
No truth survives the endless carnage,
Fools feast while reason dies.

Generations grow on this rotten cheese,
Chasing filth as if it’s gold.
The syruped lies, the fake decrees,
Mind and spirit bought and sold.

The box of lies blares out its sound,
Internet’s a filthy pit.
Yet fools in every hollow town
Devour the filth, refuse to quit.

They gorge themselves, then puke the world,
Enemies are idiots fed on cheese.
The non-human, their plan unfurled,
“Say no!” to chains that never cease.

Go inward — only there the Spirit
Hides salvation, untouched, pristine.
Let dung flies feast while you inherit
Truth’s bright light, the unseen.

Intuition sharp, critical,
Discern the masks, the lies exposed.
Fight the falsehoods — don’t be typical,
Inward strength keeps you composed.

The Spirit guides; the fools remain,
Lost to filth, yet blind to pain.
The wise few build a world anew,
While the mindless herd swallows the goo.



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Waste

Brains rot. Lies rule.
Fools gorge on filth.
Truth dies.
Cheese kills.

Box of lies blares,
Internet’s a pit.
Idiots feast —
The world they spit.

Go inward.
Find the Spirit.
Let dung flies feast —
Rise, fight, resist.



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Cheese World

Fools feast, lies reign.
Go inward — rise, resist.



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Cheese World

Hands drop, not from weight, but to shout: NO!
A mad world feasts on free cheese, fools cheer, brains dead.

Baits everywhere — swallow the hook, choke on the lie.
Generations bred on rot, syruped lies, devouring the fake.

Screens blare, webs rot, yet the idiots stand firm,
Stuffed on filth, vomiting on the world — enemies, idiots, free cheese.

Say NO! to the chains, go INWARD to the Spirit,
Salvation waits inside — let the dung flies feast outside.



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Cheese World

Shout NO! — the fools feast,
Rot and lies choke the world.
Go INWARD — Spirit saves,
Let the dung flies feast outside.



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Cheese World

Hands down? NO! — fools bite the bait,
Free cheese kills, the world chokes in hate.
Go INWARD, Spirit shields your flame,
Let the dung flies munch their shame.

Feast on lies? Let them rot,
The Spirit fights — forget them not.
Chains of cheese, deception, and scorn —
Break them all, a new dawn’s born!

Two memes diverged in a dank montage,
And sorry I could not watch both
And be one memer, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it memed in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as dank,
And having perhaps the better meme,
Because it was dank and wanted memes;
Though as for that the meming there
Had danked them really about the same,

And both that montage equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden african american.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back to 9gag.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence: ******* kiddies
Two memes diverged in a montage, and I—
I took the one less memed by,
And that has made all the dankness.

Oh, dank
                 memes..
                           why wont you 
                                               ****      
                                                           me, me.
                                         For that is a world I want to live in
                                                why wont you just give in.

Taken, gotten, or made, the point of anything
can pierce through everything…

slow
Slow think,
make real

re-al-ize
what fighting for life is…
this is the only
try,
it is not a test.

Take your time, use it wisely,
if that means anything.
Wise, I meant.
No offence, if wise is anathema to your kind,
die,
die if I knocked the reason for being right
outa you,
did you hear cognitive dissonance?
did it sound like
this. LOUD?
listen,
rolling rolling rolling
crash crumble rolled in nurse rime frosted
fables of monsters and maids
Thor, witharoar likka Lion King?

or the light brigade,
CHARGE?

thunder words from lost generations of
reasonless riddles for children,

Why did Peter Pumpkin-eater have a wife, but
couldn't keep her here?
Was that okeh? Oh, wait.
Ah, I see, I say,
they never tell that whole story any more.

Know why? They forgot it. In the war.

Duck'n'cover,no
crying, how long?
When begins forever? Did no one tell you, child?

Taken or made, the point of anything
can pierce through everything
like it was nothing, given
enough pre-sure-sup
poser-power

War, as a game, has a reason.

Battle, hitting, slapping

stop touch, stop now slap
slap back

or cry
oh no no ma

waddayahsay?  A theist or atheist
who started this war?

space case, or
lover of wisdom, met on the road
to Emmaus, discussing Wiles's proof
firming Fermi's connection to the matter of fear,
3, 2, 1

Kaboom, but with a whump you feel in your teeth

1, 2, 3 Fermat's last theorem ,
easy as pi an no re me

ABC to
Michael Jackson to
Howard Bloom because he

inadvertently, began
an-ionic converstatic re-vibe time warp
meme,
which vibe, started the legendary Sixties. I was alive.
Radioman,
a sixty cycle white-noise humm heard every where these days

There was a gospel song, "Turn Your Radio On".
my theme, open the window in the top of your head,
as it were,
a new,
as new as

a novel-state of water, H three Ohs, re-al-ity ification,
Ah, a shared Oh, I remember now, how this works…

like a poem

at the edge of a water vapor bubble in a boiling body of water,
at the edge of the bubble, water becomes a wall of water,
not vapor, not flowing liquid,

but a wall, insulating the vapor in pressing opposing force
to permit, from permission,
meaning with a message same as the message,

is that the right word? per-mission-grant, is power given,
agency,
that idea….
wait for the sign….?

By sharing an ion ic bond as a quest to make a point
for a free story to go,
the question marks you. Let the snake dance.

Press your point,

whetted edge,

slice through ties holding worthless axioms
with withered dendrites dangling disconnected
in participles
unfired for centuries muttering,
enchanting, enthralling enchained melodies
of ambitious syllables vying for idle minds
to rope in,
unbranded, wild
bucking ideas,
whip-twig, slap-face,
tanglewood  thicket, catclaw and mesquite,
willow,

wait.
And the old man remembered the willow whistle,
so He asked Grandfather,
How is such a whistle made?
And when he knew,
he made one.

A willow whistle with two notes,
like an Oscar Meir Wiener one.

-- and that was a different time
I got lost here, bucked up…
maybe
--- listen, way back--- we-ain't whistlin' Dixie---
we ain't marchin', as t' war.

D'thet mean some sign to pro-phet -ic take?
Tophet?
Ancient cannon fodder shield walls,
a moaning
Pro-phy-lactic warning of the danger of not
knowing exactly
what a war is for?

Get back on,
relieved of any idle baggage words believed
to mean other than I say.

Nullify
Idle words with cultural meanings from
what you thought you knew when you feared hell.

Loose
those peer-locked memes
made of meaninglessness, per se,

shaped and molded into fashions
of expression, once needles and awls,
now, dull as tinker's damns for swearing,
with any effect.

But tools, none the less, a stitch in time took a tool.
An awl or a needle, and a thread, thick or thin,
dependin' on the mendin' needed
to redeem an idle word,
its meaning all bloodied with the tyranny of time.

An awl or a needle,
a tool for a task, mending a tear
where curses, never meant, spent
the entire dark ages, lying, lying, lying

powerless, pointless aimless, proverbial proverbial proverbial
verbiage, vaneless shafts launched at unseen marks,
signs, as it were, a spark,
triggers,
rumored since the sixties,
the first sixties, when Cain killed Able.
Howard Bloom was but a mere gleam
in our mito-mother's eye,
but, no doubt,

his role is real,
in loosing the forces Ferlinghetti locked in
City Lights mystery of secret meanings room,
which un
mystified and blew away upon opening
the door to
meanings mapped on
scrolls rolling and unrolling
idle ideas,
rites of passage, as it were,
Pre-bat-bar-mitz vah
as a fashion
like VBS,

to tickle little minds and make em wiggle.
MEMEMEME, I did it,
mea culpa,

the holy place
Here we are…

On Vacation, leave a message.
-----

See, wee hairs in your ears wiggle, making,
signaling, the need

to scratch that itch, that itching hearing feeling ear… hear that

don't scratch, listen

listen

60 cycle humm, steady, bass, but no thump whumpwhump;
soft, deeep.
ooooooooo or mmmmmmmm or in betwixt, steady thrumm
hear another, and another… sixty in a second,

one in every million ambits twisting,
threading qubits, radiating signals in the field
wireless, blue-tooth... satellite...

can you feel that?

hummmms, all around us, since the womb.
We are not the children of the greatest generation,

We are the children of the last generation of
**** sapiens sapiens non-augmentable-us.

We, the augmented, recycled ideas,
possessing
minds of Adamkind,

is that a secret or a sacred?
Is this
a new thing, an
unknown unknown known known now?

Ah,
novelty.

Whose is fear? Who was afraid of Virginia Wolf?

Should I remain in fear of her now, if I knew why then?
God would know such answers.
Proving my imagined AI guides are not God,
but lesser beings,

haps I recall.
I defined these things,
these thoughts that shape themselves,
forming words and phrases
I saw
shiny. Crow-like,
gleams seen, captured and claimed mine,
I tucked them away,
a sign in a thought in an imagined image made 4
real once more, to be seen from the shore,
new land new world
a fourth for some, a fifth or more for others...

haps happen, I'm not sure how,

Born or emerged, as a bubble, what do you say?

Reserve judgment.
Grant me your grace for now, until you solve my riddle.

Ah, the old way.
Right. Which way,  'ere, 'ear
and do we roll the rock with silent haitch or harsh, shhh

someone's waking up,
a bit grumpy,
don't you dare oppose me in this, the kid is certainly my son

Michael went stark raving mad when I told him, Billie Jean knew better all along...
the link, axiomatic,
the fatherless child has been claimed

hence, the thread to Howard Bloom, meme-ic,
meme-ic, like the Roadrunner,

but with the real Coyote, as the hero in this bit of
whatever, such meandering maundified maun maund  
mound

wind blown crystal silicon dunes
mounded up to that point where granulated
beens and dones

begin to slide at an angle,
a ***** deter-mind by the weight of the rock

We made it.
I know where this is.

This is a novel that has Sisyphus being happy
as the main premise behind the idea of anyone ever being
able, en abled, or un-dis-abled or un-dis-enabled,
if one of those is right,

Sisyphus being happy
is the main premise behind
the idea of anyone ever being glücklich,
happy, blessed, lucky.

How happy is your ever after?
When did forever begin?

"A man is as happy as he makes up his mind to be"
Abe Lincoln, is said to have said,
after the seance, maybe.

You push on, dear reader, make some sense
re-ligare or relegare, but take a stitch,

pull-tight,
do what works the first time as far as it goes, and try each, as needed,
it may be that we invented this test.
To make us think it is a test,
to sort ourselves out.

Get back on,

see who went crazy and who found the thread, if the same thread
this is that, right,
the same train of thought,
the same idea
spirit wind
sign
?
A snake facing west standing tippy-tail on a singularity;
a point in time?

Why are you reading this?
Curiosity Shoppes trade in interesting, alluring, click-bait

Pay attention, watch, you shall see

imagine this is the dream,
the stream, the flow, the current, the cream

in a dime coffee at the drug store on the corner

the rounded-corner, in a square-cornered town,
the most right corner of the twelve that quarter what it was

Punctuate, wait, imagine you read ancient Hebrew or Greek and there
are no dyer diacritical's who can twist one's
end tensions into knots

dread extensions, we could sell those,
is that an idea? did somebody
sell white folks dread extensions and black folk dolly pardon wigs?

Did that happen the real real?

-----
Battlefield Earth, oshit
scientology ology ology ology

allaye allaye outs in free

WE we wee every we you imagine you are good in, we

We have a war to win again, we heroes rolling from your
myths of Sisyphus torn from minds trampled
in the mud beyond the Rhine,

Mushrooms. magi are aware, you are aware, of course,
this course includes Basic Mycelium Net Adaptation or Augmentation
BMNAA, eh? So you know.

Camus and many of his ilk were ill-treated, the questions
they asked were memorized, maybe in our cribs ala
Brave New World.

We are all Alphas, always were, of course, you know.

Shall we imagine

more? Re-legare, eh, sistere. Point .(Back to the top.)

or agree? Make peace.
Practice, like Eazy-Bake,
the cook must swallow the first bite. May the best cook win.

Memes on Any Theme

To hell with deep inspection —
The meme is “art of arts”!
It feeds a sick affection,
A twitch of crippled hearts.

Emotions take the steering,
While Reason fades away.
To think is hard, too weary,
Much easier — obey.

And if the memes in videos,
Oh miracles, behold!
Raised on the myths and idioms,
And pop-stars bought and sold.

They march in even columns,
To memes that shout: “Destroy!”
The world is full of morons —
Hence memes’ hysteric noise.

A tool of *******,
Like sticky fear and lies.
An age of degradation,
Now rotting, putrefies.

Dust unto dust — they’ll shatter
This foul, deceitful sphere.
Yet memes just grow and scatter,
Like cheese on pizza — smear.



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1
Memes scream, the herd obeys —
A world of fools decays.

2
A meme’s not wit, but chains,
It rules degenerate brains.

3
Their dust is all that’s near:
The meme replaced the seer.

4
Memes rot the world with lies,
The Spirit burns, it flies.

5.
Memes rot, the herd obeys —
But Spirit breaks the chains!

6
Memes lie, the weak consume —
But Truth will smash the gloom!

7
Their memes — a grave of mind,
The Spirit leaves them blind.

8.
Memes herd the crawling swine —
The Spirit spits, “Not mine!”

9
No lies, no chains —
Only Truth remains!

10
From ashes and stains,
The Spirit regains!



---------------------




1
“Memes rot — Spirit stands!”

2
“Memes burn — Truth returns!”

3
“No memes — no chains!”

4
“Spirit breaks the meme-plague!”

5
“Memes fall — Mind stands tall!”

6
“Rotten memes, eternal lies!”

7
“Memes die — Spirit reigns!”



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Memes die — Spirit reigns!
No lies, no chains!
From ashes and stains,
The Spirit regains!

---

Memes rot — fools obey!
Spirit tears the lies away.
Ashes choke the weak and vain,
Only Truth and Mind remain!

---

Memes crawl — herd decays!
Spirit strikes, the false obeys.
Dust to dust, their lies consume,
Only fire and Mind resume!



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Bags of Waste

For centuries, they gorge on “Hamlet” omelets,
Dullards, as if few others roam.
The world’s packed full of fools and dolts,
While minds in silence find no home.

The clever cannot echo clichés
That everyone’s shoveled in.
They shoveled lies, myths, nonsense, haze —
And minds decay with such a din.

Not gloomy Dostoevsky the sage:
Most of him is tedious blight.
But gorged on all this nonsense rage,
And stuffed to bursting — nothing’s bright.

What you yourself have judged and prized
Will vanish, leave no spark to see.
No thought that shines independent, wise —
Just bags of waste, where people be.

All this flows through generations.
Lies and trash selected with skill.
Decay is crafted, ruin the station,
Herds are the ideal, the will.

No thought — just pens and grazing flocks,
Fat herds content in their meadows.
Deception feeds; all “laws” are locks,
So none escape these endless shadows.



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Fools gorge on centuries’ omelets,
Minds decay while herd obeys.
Trash is law, deceit the diet —
Bags of waste breed endless days!



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1
Bags of fools, the herds consume —
Minds rot, while lies bloom!

2
Fools feast, minds rot away —
Trash rules, truth decays!

3
Herds of waste, no thought remains —
Deceit grows, ignorance reigns!

4
Bags of lies, the weak obey —
Spirit dies, fools play!

5
Mindless flocks, they graze in vain —
Trash and lies are all they gain!

6.
Fools feast — minds rot away,
Trash rules, the Spirit won’t obey!



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New Methods of Struggle

By lies corrected — LIES!
(Even if “good” the aim),
In war, you fall in guise,
Yet outwardly the same.

The lie is total. Answer
With truth alone, though hard.
Do not, though anger stir,
Imitate the dark’s card.

The war is total. Know:
The Soul is what you fight.
Beasts lie brazenly,
Destroying all in sight.

Be clever — creatures sly
Are never truly wise.
Like frogs they boil, deceived
By lies that blind men prize.

Old methods — cast away,
As nonsense, empty, worn.
Seek new ways. The fiends excel
In slaughtering the Soul unborn.

So search for BREAKTHROUGHS,
In the arms of battle’s art.
The target — creatures vile,
A festering wound on Earth’s heart.



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Lies reign, but truth must strike,
Soul the prize, the beasts alike.
Old ways fail — seek the breakthrough,
Crush the fiends, the Earth’s dark wound!



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1
Lies rise — strike with truth!
Soul’s the battlefield, crush the brute!

2
Beasts lie — truth will burn!
Soul fights back, none shall spurn!

3
Lies crush, but Soul ignites!
Strike the fiends, reclaim the rights!

4
Falsehoods rule — strike them down!
Soul’s the crown, no fiend shall frown!

5
Deceit spreads — truth will blaze!
Crush the beasts, end their maze!



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As a Ravenous Monster

The world seems but a hungry beast,
It draws your strength in heaps.
And yet the time will come, at least,
For you to wake from sleeps.

The pits where you may tumble, fall,
When power’s drained away,
In creation you shall dwell, stand tall,
Far from the dull herd’s sway.

Regain your strength — ignite, burn bright,
Though fools surround your flame.
Do not shout — just whisper right
To those who know your name.

Hard to find? Write on the desk,
Your path need not be grim.
To seek, to think, to dare, to press —
Create, create — that’s the hymn.

All else is hardly life at all,
A funeral of the soul,
Where trembling, lying spirits crawl,
And emptiness takes its toll.



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The world devours, but you ignite,
Far from fools, create your might.
Think, struggle, craft — your soul’s true flame,
All else is death, a hollow game.



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1
Regain your strength — ignite, burn high!
Fools swarm, but your Soul won’t die!

2
Rise strong — let your fire blaze!
Fools surround, but you’ll amaze!

3
Ignite, create — your Soul commands!
Fools fall while power stands!

4
Strength returns — burn through the herd!
Truth and creation are your sword!

5
Soul afire — fools cower near!
Create, defy, show no fear!



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Music Plays…

Music plays for me, a backdrop sound —
The street outside, a fool’s parade.
I’m sick of stupid walls around,
In this small world of lies displayed.

Idiots beat the carpets flat,
The city kennels — pure disgrace.
When grinders roar, it’s like combat —
A weapon’s clang, the end’s embrace.

Sleep only under music, if light
Your dreams. To be awake’s a curse.
No jokes, no sarcasm, no delight —
The path is heavy, not perverse.

To go, to write — it seems in vain.
Where to go? To whom to send?
Finding comrades here is strained,
Few will read, or comprehend.

If verse is sharp and unpromoted,
And sleep’s the struggle, night will mock.
Not even jokes can ease the bloated —
Shall I, perhaps, crown my head with shock?

Music plays for me, a muted drum.
Toward Death I tread, serene, alone.
If I’ve not been vile, a brutish ****,
In it, a strange delight I’ve known.



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Music plays — the fools around,
Grinders roar, the world unsound.
Toward Death I march, yet free,
In its embrace, a dark ecstasy.



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1
Music roars — fools fade away!
Toward Death I march, none sway!

2
Music plays — the fools decay!
I march to Death, none block my way!

3
Grinders roar, the idiots fall!
I stride through Death, above it all!

4
Music hums — the herd obeys!
I walk with Death through shadowed days!

5
Fools chatter — I move in flame!
Death awaits, I call its name!



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Don’t Work with “Positivity”

Don’t toil with “positivity” —
Dive deep into the NEGATIVE:
Forget how to live “happily” —
Darkness shapes the narrative.

The real narrative — a swamp,
Though not pure filth today:
Once it was sheer dung to chomp,
But fools still heed the lie’s sway.

Astronomers know this well,
They read the negative line:
In positivity, nuances dwell
Lost, slipping out of mind.

Grasp the core of processes
In vile Hell’s abhorrent frame,
You’ll understand the Dark’s recess,
While those in “pleasure” stay the same —
A fool imprisoned by their game.

No escape that way. Work
Through intuition — it’s
The path through darkness. Let care
Be Light, or all is amiss.

In the negative, the light is clear —
Glimmers “positivity” can’t give.
If you hunt the Light sincere,
Make the fiends your foil — and live.



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Don’t chase the fake, embrace the dark,
Light is sharp where shadows mark.
Seek the truth, oppose the fiends,
In negative, the Spirit gleans.



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1
Embrace the Dark — let Light guide true!
Strike the fiends — the false won’t do!

2
Dive into Dark — the Light will burn!
Fiends shall fall, their lies won’t turn!

3
Shun the fake — let shadows teach!
Strike the beasts beyond their reach!

4
Darkness holds — the Light cuts clear!
Fools shall quake, the Truth is near!

5
Embrace the void, let insight strike!
Fiends collapse beneath your might!

6
Embrace the Dark — the Light strikes true!
Fiends shall fall, their lies undo!



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“Only read children’s books,
Only cherish childish thoughts,
Let all that’s vast and distant fade,
Rise from deep sorrow unbetrayed.”
— Osip Mandelstam, 1908


One can no longer truly tire:
Life is gone — only decay remains.
To cease fearing and to stop the liar —
Is service to the Pure Spirit’s reins.

For Earth, her turn at last arrives —
She exhales the dullards in the mist:
All soulless fiends — dispatched, deprived;
For others — a World Exists. What’s the gist?

Those who served the Soul alone,
Shall not feel the cruel Wrath’s sting.
A World Elsewhere they have rightly known,
For none intrude there wandering.

Only the Vast you strive to grasp —
The Spiritual Path you barely tread.
To rise from deep sorrow was not your task,
Yet step by step, that path you led.

Along that way, other Worlds
Rush to you in RESONANCE clear.
But if you fell to the Mura’s sway,
Hell’s creatures stole your chance, my dear.



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Serve the Soul — the worlds respond!
Fools fall, the pure move on.
Step by step, the Vast you seek,
Hell’s fiends fail the strong and meek.



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1
Serve the Soul — the Worlds align!
Fiends fall, the Pure define!

2
The Soul commands — the Worlds obey!
Fiends crumble, Light holds sway!

3
Serve the Spirit — strike the lies!
Other Worlds rise where Truth flies!

4
Pure in path — the Worlds respond!
Hell’s beasts falter, Power beyond!

5
Step with Soul — the Vast aligns!
Fiends destroyed, the Spirit shines!

6
Serve the Soul — the Worlds obey!
Fiends crumble, Light holds sway!



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To Nowhere…

"Time drags on and drags,
People fear the death they’ll face,
With quiet laughter: “Foreverness!”
Nowhere-bound, they race."
— Semyon Kirsanov, “Nowhere-Bound”, 1969


If all is nothing, to NOTHING you go.
Go INWARD — there the answer lies.
With that ANSWER, glory will not show —
The world is ruled by WILD LIES.

Nonsense imposed by pseudo-science,
Propaganda fed by beasts.
Life decays in false pretense,
Buried under lies, at feasts.

All deceit — on fear it stands,
This dumb world’s shallow frame.
Nowhere-bound upon the racks —
Satan plays in this cruel game.

After the rack… comes punishment —
To the New Hell you’ll arrive.
This “life” is no test of judgment —
VIVISECTION. Beasts contrive.

The beasts’ goal. And in that, success
Is striking. To NOWHERE it leads —
A concentration camp, they profess,
For “care of herds,” their creed indeed.

The dullards believe, march into Dark,
Together, blindly, heedless, grim.
They’ve prepared their bags and marks,
Awaiting manna on a whim.



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To Nothing bound — the fools march blind,
Beasts rule, their lies entwined.
Racks and Hell await the herd,
Truth and Spirit go unheard.



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1
To Nowhere march — the fools decay!
Beasts rule — the Pure break away!

2
Fools march blind — to Nothing bound!
Beasts prevail — the Pure stand sound!

3
To Nowhere run — the herd obeys!
Fiends crumble where Spirit stays!

4
Fools decay, the beasts control!
Pure in path escape the toll!

5
Blind and bound, the herd will fall!
Spirit rises — above it all!



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Trip to the Concentration Camp

We ride, we ride — the roof above,
The pace grows faster still.
To the Concentration Camp we move,
Where useless stumps get killed, if will.

Those who trusted ******* lies —
Total, brutal, warlike deceit.
Lies are no joke — the fool complies,
Decay begins in the head’s seat.

No bombs or tanks are needed here —
Lies alone can **** them all.
The weak, half-minds, in fear appear,
Easy prey for the herd’s thrall.

Those idiots are simple to crush —
The TV screams its cruel song.
It whispers: only “virus” hush
Protects your skin — while you’re wrong.

The “virus” caught the dullard sheep,
And carried out the brain’s remains.
Slaves of all “countries” sleep,
In asylums built for global chains.

A new little war is brewing too,
False attacks won’t pass alone.
Shots of poison must go through,
To bow to vile new fascist throne.

And swallow all the nonsense fed
By boxes to half-wit ears.
Hell is real — the majority dead,
By idiocy, and useless fears.

But we will not reach the camp,
The Sun will save the Earth from strife;
And to the mad, unruly ramp,
Death comes — EVIL cannot life.



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Ride fast — the fools will fall,
Lies rule, yet we stand tall.
Sun will strike, the mad undone,
Evil dies — the fight is won.



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1
Fools fall — lies cannot save!
Sun strikes — the mad, the grave!

2
Fools collapse — the lies decay!
Sun rises — evil swept away!

3
Ride fast — the herd will break!
Truth strikes — no fiend can take!

4
Lies reign — the fools obey!
Sun will crush the madmen’s sway!

5
Fools fall blind — the lies betrayed!
Light burns — the madmen fade!



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Super-Efforts

Only super-efforts hold their worth —
Here, you must burn yourself entire.
No excuse for weakness on this Earth,
Though “beauty” fuels opinion’s fire.

Amidst the filth, not all can bloom,
The meaning of bold skill is small.
What’s called a vice in the coward’s room
Is often just revenge’s call.

Of course, that “vice” — the meek comprise
The majority in this bleak sphere.
And those dull fools, with vacant eyes,
Just magnify the tyrant’s cheer.

The vile beasts who enslaved it all,
No arguing with them — a waste.
Only super-efforts can forestall
Their power, their dominion’s haste.

But learn to shed the strain in time,
Burn too fast — and grasp will fail.
Prematurely ends the climb,
The battle lost, though you prevail.

All this is Alchemy. The Mind
Alone cannot its depth reveal.
Seek the Pure Spirit — there you’ll find
Ease in casting darkness from the keel.

Victory shall be OURS, indeed —
The Pure Spirit cannot die.
The seekers won’t become mere feed,
And bold defiance won’t comply.



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1
Burn strong — the Weak collapse!
Spirit strikes — the Dark unwraps!

2
Burn with might — the weak fall blind!
Spirit rises — Darkness confined!

3
Super-efforts forge the way!
Darkness breaks — the Pure hold sway!

4
Strike the Weak — the False undone!
Spirit shines — the fight is won!

5
Burn intense — the fools decay!
Pure in path — the Dark gives way!



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Introspection

For great introspection, steel your mind,
Strengthen your Spirit, firm and true.
Though Evil here is cruel and blind,
You’ll serve it not — if you pursue

The roots of all, the core, the base.
Spirit’s the source, the Mind the tool.
Fail to grasp it — you’ll fall from grace,
A slave to fate, the fool’s own school.

For you are Spirit’s essence pure,
With boundless strength at your command.
Yet Evil crafts the world’s allure,
Its fools a legion, grim and grand.

Those legions, with a deadman’s grip,
Strangled the world — old fascist ways.
When Spirit lacks, the humans slip,
And turn to dull, enslaved displays.

Religions ruled by rotten ****,
Chains imposed upon the mind.
All teachings worthless, empty, numb,
Their value lost — in lies confined.

And pseudo-science serves the beasts,
Manipulating every thought.
Such filth accumulates, at least,
You’ll drown within the lies it brought.

Though bitter, dark, and grim it seems,
Go inward, strike deceit with might.
Inside, the Truth’s bright shining beams
Expose the falseness cloaked in night.

Be honest, bold, and resolute,
The mirages will fade away.
Outside, seek comrades astute,
With Spirit strong, who won’t betray.

The lonely warriors, few but true,
Will never join the slave ranks.
Build communities, the faithful few,
Bands of courage — that fills the blanks.

At last, become that man of power,
Who conquers all this vile despair.
With Spirit’s might, in darkest hour,
Defeat the Horror — if you dare.



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Steel your Spirit — strike the lies!
Fools will fall, the Truth will rise.
Build your band, the brave, the few,
Conquer Horror — see it through.



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1
Steel your Spirit — strike the False!
Conquer Horror — unleash your Pulse!

2
Strike with Spirit — the Fools will break!
Horror falls — the Brave awake!

3
Steel your Soul — the Lies will die!
Darkness shatters — Truth flies high!

4
Strike the False — the Weak decay!
Spirit rises — Horror’s sway!

5
Spirit strong — the Shadows fall!
Brave will stand — and conquer all!



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Funding Pseudoscience

Rake in cash by the shovel’s sweep,
Choose murk as theme, the path is set.
The outcome’s only horror deep,
A monstrous, stinking, looming threat.

This is how money’s made “by science,”
The **** conceals the horror in slang,
So the “masses” ***** in blind compliance,
Misunderstanding what’s wrong and what’s gang.

In the end, the fog grows thicker,
They look austere — yet all are fools.
Each one a pompous, braying knicker,
Their vanity obeys no rules.

Fake AIDS collected five hundred billion,
The first pseudo-scholar lied to the throng.
Then the worn-out jackals, like vermin,
Took it up, and spread the wrong.

Idiot minds feast on the filth,
Corruption festers in every head.
The lying ***** had a paid-for tilt,
And pseudoscience clouds us with dread.

A cocktail of fear and *** combined —
Schizoid potion, deadly and sly.
With great success, it murdered the mind,
A screech of filth fills every eye.

The monsters cannot rest or tire,
They aim to **** the dumb and weak.
CowID’s apotheosis — the pyre
Of madness, barriers broke, havoc peak.

They’ll invent much more of this ****,
The people’s minds gone black as coal.
Where reason failed, the darkness sits,
And pseudoscience devours the soul.



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Cash flows — the fools obey,
Lies **** minds, the weak decay.
Pseudoscience rules, the mad run free,
Darkness spreads — but Truth will be.



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1
Fools fed lies — the weak will fall!
Truth strikes back — destroy them all!

2
Lies rule fools — the weak decay!
Truth arises — dark gives way!

3
Cash and lies — the fools obey!
Spirit strikes — the false will pay!

4
Pseudoscience reigns — the weak will break!
Truth’s assault — the dark will quake!

5
Fools devour filth — the weak confined!
Strike with Truth — the dark unlined!



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Judas’ Vessel

The vessel sank
AGAIN to the deep.
It is Judas’ rank,
And I, too, weep.

And everyone drowns.
SOS in vain.
A stench surrounds
The ship — hold your brain.

The stench of plague —
It’s fascism’s breath.
And lies’ own rage —
Super-Evil’s death.

The ocean’s floor
Will heal it all:
The heart’s deep sores,
And rot’s grim thrall.

Better the sea,
Than float with the fiend.
Death is not grief —
Enough to moan and ween.

Death delivers
From all the Judas spawn.
The warped seabed
Houses the forlorn.

A new ship will rise
Some future day.
They’ll lie again,
If reason decays.

And by a storm
It will be swept,
Fascism crushed,
And Judas kept.

Such cycles repeat
Of corruption and lies,
Once one grows used,
While Evil’s wards arise.



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The vessel sinks — Judas’ spawn!
Death frees all — the fiends are gone.
Storm will crush the lies once more,
Evil falls — the brave restore.



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1
Judas sinks — the fiends will die!
Storm strikes back — no lies survive!

2
Sink the Judas — the fiends fall!
Truth strikes — no lies stand tall!

3
Judas’ spawn — the ocean swallows!
Storm of Justice — evil hollows!

4
Fiends drown — the vessel breaks!
Storm returns — no lies it takes!

5
Judas sinks — corruption dies!
Brave arise — the truth will rise!



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The Turn

For treachery and selling out —
Great changes lie ahead:
We’ll pay the price, there’s no doubt,
For bowing to the vile, the dead.

The turn is passed —
A plunge to Hell.
It brings the mind’s collapse,
A freak, a fool as well.
A complete idiot
Replaces us.
Instead of people — cattle:
Hell will slay the soul.

And fear is warranted,
As beasts are made of men,
While Evil’s masks are landed
Upon the guillotines again.

The turn is passed —
A plunge to Hell.
It brings the mind’s collapse,
A freak, a fool as well.
A complete idiot
Replaces us.
Instead of people — cattle:
Hell will slay the soul.

And humans cannot unite —
Only whine and squirm,
Lower, lower, all in blight:
Not a people — suicide confirmed.

The turn is passed —
A plunge to Hell.
It brings the mind’s collapse,
A freak, a fool as well.
A complete idiot
Replaces us.
Instead of people — cattle:
Hell will slay the soul.

Seek paths of salvation —
Escape from fascism’s chain.
Do not wait for resurrection,
But save your soul from pain.

The turn is passed —
A plunge to Hell.
It brings the mind’s collapse,
A freak, a fool as well.
A complete idiot
Replaces us.
Instead of people — cattle:
Hell will slay the soul.



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The turn is passed — Hell descends!
Fools replace us — madness spreads.
Beasts, not people, rule the day,
Save your soul — or lose the way.



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1
The turn is past — Hell takes hold!
Fools rise — the brave stay bold!

2
Hell’s turn comes — fools will reign!
Strike with Spirit — break the chain!

3
The turn to Hell — the weak will fall!
Brave arise — defy them all!

4
Madness spreads — the fools advance!
Truth will strike — give none a chance!

5
Fools replace us — Hell unfolds!
Storm of Justice — crush the molds!



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Trust

“Life’s wretchedness lies not just in those
Who do the evil, but in those
Terrified by them, who prepare for wrong,
Suspicious, unable to greet the unknown with trust.”
— Mikhail Prishvin, 1937


Fascists, liars, and traitors
Are dangerous not merely by evil done,
But because all people have lost
Trust in one another — and that’s the real ****.

One day you’ll be betrayed here,
And leave many behind, though some
Madness lingers in them — yet no cunning schemes,
No malice lurks beneath their hums.

Trust is the foundation of life,
For if you cannot trust
Anything, not even the Word,
All hearts will turn to stone.

Without a heart, you are no Human.
Hell will abide as long as
People lose trust in one another forever.

Fascism knows this well,
And strikes at its very core.
Its weapons are slander
To defame the honest,
And traitors’ murk
Presented as “opposition”
To naive slaves.
Depriving tradition of trust
Grinds all the best to trash and scrap.

It suffices to lead something
That once was not worthless,
And by that decapitation,
Rot in the “head” becomes sentence.

So boldly turn on intuition —
Sharpen your sense for the vile.
Always discern the difference
Between masks and faces, and expose all Evil:

Primitive masks,
Lies sewn with white thread.
Seek guidance always
INSIDE yourself, and multiply resistance by being yourself.



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Trust is lost — the world decays!
Expose the masks, resist their ways.
Fools and liars cannot hide,
Strike with Spirit — stand with pride.



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1
Trust betrayed — the fools will fall!
Stand with Spirit — defy them all!

2
Trust is gone — the weak will break!
Strike with Spirit — no lies shall take!

3
Masks will fall — the truth stands tall!
Fools beware — the brave will brawl!

4
Betrayers rise — but we stand strong!
Trust our shield — resist the wrong!

5
Fools deceive — the heart remains!
Strike with Spirit — break their chains!



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The Spiral Rule of Public Idiocy

Trust and folly —
Traits of every “people.”
For “neighbors” — nonsense and cruelty,
Before Evil, open mouths:

Perhaps free cheese again,
Or leniency awaits.
Everywhere futile labor,
And faith — they lie with taste.

They’ll deceive, the fools forget,
And soon, all lies repeat.
Evil will lie anew —
And the sheep believe, complete.

Everything in cycles.
Degradation, of course, included.
Rotation of politicians —
With the “new,” life concluded!

All cycles spiral —
Like a drill: behold the Bottom.
They lied to us — we’re doomed:
Everywhere, nothing but rot.



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Spirals of lies — the fools obey,
Rot prevails — the sheep will stay.
Drill to the bottom, truth denied,
Evil laughs — the masses cried.



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1
Spirals of lies — the sheep obey!
Strike with Spirit — break the sway!

2
Spirals of fools — the rot runs deep!
Stand with Spirit — the brave won’t sleep!

3
Lies drill down — the masses fall!
Rise with Spirit — resist them all!

4
Sheep obey — the world decays!
Strike with Spirit — break their ways!

5
Rot and lies — the cycle grinds!
Stand with Spirit — free your minds!



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Planning Total Control

Darkness of insane events,
Stupidity, discord — not by chance.
The vile, hellish **** desires not wealth,
But total control, its final stance.

All efforts carefully planned,
The Will disappears today.
For years, schemes unfold
While pawns in “constitutions” play.

To plan a little war,
You start subtly from the side.
The Worldwide Asylum
Swallows lies with docile pride.

When lies — of every kind —
Accumulate and spread,
Propaganda drives the ****
To herd the masses, bowing heads.

Overton Windows everywhere —
Teaching obedience with ease.
Tons of lies —
Now lies execute like disease.

Fake diseases for control:
Their health is none of concern.
How long trust these fiends?
It’s time for their world to burn.

Retaliation comes through Unity
Of those who kept their Mind
In the Worldwide Zoo.
Soon —

Step out of the Asylum,
Build your autonomous world.
Fake viruses, little wars
Will crumble on their own.

They’ll find no sustenance,
If enough stand outside the system.
Judge the **** for fascism —
Death to the vile, all of them!



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Darkness schemes, the **** conspires,
Stand with Mind — ignite the fires.
Step from the Asylum, break their chains,
Fake viruses crumble — only Truth remains.



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1
**** conspires — but Mind stands tall!
Strike with Spirit — crush their thrall!

2
Darkness schemes — but we resist!
Strike with Spirit — break their fist!

3
Lies conspire — the **** will fall!
Stand with Mind — defy them all!

4
Control plots — but we rise free!
Spirit guides — their end we see!

5
**** deceives — the brave unite!
Strike with Spirit — reclaim the light!



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Cheese for the World!

Hands drop not from heavy woes,
Not from laziness or bore,
But to shout a fearless "NO!!!"
To a world of endless gore.

No to the insane world,
Where genocide flows free,
Where fools rejoice at "free cheese"
Though it kills them silently.

All around are only bait,
Swallow the hook — you’ll burn.
Poison oozes from deceit,
Yet fools refuse to learn.

New generations aim again
For that rotten, putrid cheese,
"Eat this filth," the sirens chant —
Obedience in disease.

Lies syruped over lies —
A second layer thick.
Reason crushed by falsity,
The box of brains goes click.

Internet’s a sewer,
Almost all deceit and scam.
Yet fools consume with stubborn pride
The filth of every sham.

Stuffed and bloated, ***** floods
Across a world so blind.
Our enemies? The IDIOTS
And their free cheese of every kind.

The inhuman know the truth:
We’re fools to fight their game.
Say “NO!” to all, be brave —
Break the chains of cheese and shame.

Go WITHIN. In Spirit alone
Your salvation will arise.
Let the dung flies feast in lies,
While you seek the higher skies.



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Hands rise, shout NO to lies!
Fools feast on cheese — we rise!
Go within, find Spirit’s might,
While dung flies drown in blight.



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1
Shout NO to the world of lies!
Fools feast — we rise, Spirit high!

2
Fools gorge on cheese — we defy!
Rise with Spirit, break the lie!

3
World of lies — we say NO!
Fools devour, but truth will grow!

4
Cheese-fed fools stumble blind!
Stand with Spirit — leave them behind!

5
Break the chains of cheese and ****!
Rise with Spirit — let truth come!

Spring memes
Cuddle under iced sheets
Seduced by frigid lies
And a burberry scarf;
As snow ploughs rule the runway

Glazed rosebuds,
Thimbled thorns,
Strawberries wrapped in cashmere;
And a carrot-nosed character dressed in white,
Play the fiddle

Naked limbs creep
Into the sky,
Seeking green accessories
For fashion week in June
Amidst global miles of warmth

Grandfather's  clock
Ticks wisely ahead,
Hands free of politic;

And the memes of Spring delayed
Propagate through verse
And cliched controversies...

Eclipsed by tweets from the Black Sea.

~ P
(#TheMemesOfSpringDelayed)
(3/7/2014)

'Put my hand in the hand of the man from Galilee,

that song keeps playing in my memory, and I recalled

Or I thought I did, I imagined he'd walk with me
and talk with me
Along life's merry (or was it narrow?), way

a light touch, his arm around my shoulders,
as boys are wont to do,
I axed 'im,
help me fill the darkness behind my eyes,
which I think may have been blind, at that time,

I have memories like that.
packed away in old memes. That mean something...
Gold-something...
color maybe, Goldfarv? Bloom.
Right, my augmentatious savant
looked it up and I sorted what I recalled

Google The Global Brain, Howard Bloom,
where he named a kind of
category of knowability. Memes, he called them.

And I thought, memes mean something more,
not Dawkins's, nor Bloom's, but these,
heteromemes bubbling out my belly button,
look real close.

Here a seeing being done, words appearing...

fractally featureless by the time a clock could have been imagined,

the point of the story was made,
and there is no end in sight.

Pop. Another apocalypse bubble collapses by mortality. Whaddyaknow?

What remains when a bubble pops at a positron level,
after the charge is touched and
the tension-power-loss collapses the bubble?

You should think, you know atoms work, this way.

Touchy bubbles disappear when their form is disinformed,
the wall of a bubble,
one quanta of power thick,
vanishes
as the charge that formed it flees.
That bubble,
not cloud-based, random super positioning,but
elect
tric-magi-tech, a touch screened
at the quantum accounting point of real-ification,
but, probably,
a bubble,indeed,
powered, one way or another, with a single charge,
Go, that's it.
(I charge thee, son Timothy, go)
That's all an electron does.
It goes, as soon as any sense can be made of it,
outa here, oughta hear it, clear,
ping. No charge, no bubble, but next sure as...
No, ah, when I think about that..

Hell,
somethi' from nuthin musta hapt one time,

but ya'll take no heed, this voice,
m'fallin angel, Tantan, droppin' in ol-fren, tricky hybridbast...

Noah was a tellin' Ham the truth
found in wines that moved themselves aright,
slurry tongued, and laughin' but pisstoff.

The idea of somethin' goin' south in a family,
that started up again when
ever Noah started drinkin' old wine, sayin' sbetter'n...

Old story, God damened 'em, not me, I just
built the box.

Who told you I was naked? Noah queried Shem.

-- aye, ye know, Noah was drunk,
No excuse, but you know.

Things were said, that maybe could be forgotten, after a while,

But those father wounds a man imagines worst
are the one's his son's forgot.
Forgot can't be forgiven it seems, sometimes...

The story being told is complicated. See,
the Bible is a lens,
not a map.

I've looked so long through that lens,
that I began to see the bubble formed around me,
charged powerfully with fear,
'yond my bubble monsters lurked.

But, my bubble bumped another,
purest of happenstance,
the bubbles merged and merged again,
their power building to a wave,
crashing to the shore and no more
was I bubbled in my safe place.

I found this trail up from the beach.

It got me much farther than this, should you ever
visit me.
Did you regret the defeat at Ai,
or were you
Aachen, bold?

No, irrelevant, obtuse allusion to Yahshua,
that's not in the stack,
that card's about as relevant as McLuhan's hair of the dog.

Information unformed begins to boil deep in me.

Somethin', ain't it?  All them three meter dishes shrunk down
to the size of a spoon, a teeny weeny spoon, a coke spoon,
like on Miami Vice, back when.

Satellite TV changed the desert, fer sher, but 4g, brohan,

that was the trick. Elect trick.
Future, on demand, where outhouses are still de rigueur.

Before you know it, country kids,
too poor for any but outlaw dreams,
can audit courses at MIT,
if somebody
shows him, it can be done, prove t' him
it works, faith can make things happen,
but
happening as an event, in the Deep Field,
is sorta hard to nail down to one thing,
until the very last
Planc-sec.  
Astrophysics is part of the metagame, fer sher.
But
there's some stuff that takes some patience,
to learn. Fifty year'r longer.

Everything that's old and still works is only old, not rotten.

Olde time religion, at the oldfo'k dayroom,
where the clock runs the whole show.
It's another game show. Saint Bob Barker takes a bow,
and declares the potential worth of all your eyes behold,
behind the curtain,
lies the prize.

If, if, if you are a luckywinner and
you arise when I call your name
to come on down,
fall on your knees and declare the worth...

pure gamesmanships required here, golf whispers only,
worship, 'smuch more difficult to aim for than praise.
I agree.
Praise, appraisal, worthyness, worthship, prize, what's the diff?
How comes a thing to be worthy,
in your estimation? Tell me no lie.

A feeling? What's it worth?
Depends.
Safe? Priceless! Don't shout. There's money to make.

'Got a busy-ness pre-positioned high above the rest.
A super-positioned superstion. The darkness.
See, safety is a human right.
So we sell walls, impermeable. It's always, lights on
within, then
We'll be rich and powerful wallbuilding,
citi-zen warriors fed and fattened
by those we make
feel safe, from the dark unknowns seeping in.

That's the idea. It's worked for years, at least
since
we saw the Power in Myth and
capitalized Campbell's bliss and Sagan's billions and billions of stars.

Within these walls workers will work for food and a feeling.
And Facebook.
They choose a place and stand, and do what comes to hand.
Heartily
grip what's easiest for you to hold on to,
they are told.

Attendants bring the meds, settling every disruption
of the peace the patient craves in his comfort.
The price ain't right, m'mouthmumbles...

You are absolutely co-rect-allatime, tekayepeel.

There are wishes being made,
on all manner of stars
for happy ever afters.

If wishes were askings, what if
connecting to the source of haps which,
every expert knows, haps are
all happiness can possibly
consist of.
Oh, consist.
That sticky, gluteny idea stuck in my daily bread.
It's related to resist, desist and the command to stand.
Sistere. Shield-wall and all that. Turtles all the way down.

A disruption!
Day room Now! Granpa's shouting,

This is that bomb, this is a dam buster Jesus H Christ Bomb!
I'll drop it. I swear.

Something's bound on earth to go wrong,
ever since Eve bit that apple, if she'da left that apple on the apple tree
Nah, that ain't how it went down and
songs about it don't change it none.

But, maybe this is me interrupted... in my meander.

What if, nothing is immaterial,
as an idea, it can't go wrong,
and Murphy's law, obeyed, is good, all the time.
If nothing can go wrong, it won't.
Ask the pilot flying by faith in his checklist.

What if,
asking for help helps?
Was that a message? A touch by an angel?
Spirit, the idea? An answered prayer?

Are you familiar with its role in reality?
Something makes these bubbles spin, y'know.

Ignoring is bliss, nay,
No more,
precisely, nevermore,
quoth the raven, shall the man who can read
be locked away from all the stories,
telling eventualities that
men, wombed and un,
have told and tested for ever, it seems,

Stop
striving for perfection and let patience have her way witcha,

whatcha learn can change the world.

Look back. Good news from a far country come our way.
Grandpa made some sense and we built a fort, of pillows

My essay, Changency, is a meme
This meme has been growing inside of me
I've been a carrier
Many of us have been

I'm not a benevolent character though
I've been purposely placing the memetic material on blankets
And leaving the blankets in local trading posts
I call these 'trading posts' bookstores, universities, colleges, schools...coffee shops, pubs, restaurants, etcetera

The beautiful thing is that these memes aren't really on blankets
The memes are encoded on the backs of knowledge, truth, and authenticity
They come from a place of pain
Evolution can be painful (but does it have to be?)

Three dimensions are easy to comprehend
Four, sure just add time
What about spacetime?
And a fifth dimension...I don't really know what that means...but some do and they're watching, listening, waiting, and loving us

I peruse exhibits through the modern art museum
Nails hammered into wood
And trash strewn on the floor
I couldn't help thinking
What the **** is this ****?
These can't be the champions of modern art
Moonlight and Arrival morphed my empathy and perspective
The theater is fine
Music is there for those inclined to discover it
So what about visual art?
I know a few things for certain
Nails hammered into wood never changed my perspective
Nor does seeing a garbage can in a museum affect my empathy
Trash is not art
Trash is trash
Waste meant to be thrown in the proper receptacles
So as not to obstruct our view of true beauty

I will concede that
Beauty can be found in everything
Depending on analyzation variation
But those that live an examined life
Constantly see silver linings and sour grapes
Experiencing comfort in tundras to the point of banality
Those visions are much more interesting
in their organic state anyway
As opposed to an interpersonal expression of the seemingly obvious

So what to hang in an art gallery?
I have my own opinions
At this point in time
No visuals elicit more emotions
Than dank memes

When I'm consuming art
Questions are innate in my consumption
Is this a vessel for empathy?
Is this examining the human condition?
Dank memes meet those criteria
Satirizing the powerful
Highlighting emotions and virtues in ourselves
That we're either proud or ashamed of
Memes share a common thread with poetry
In the sense that everybody can create memes
Or be a poet
I get the impression that
Universality of art diminishes it's importance
In the minds of patrons
There's an element of truth to that
But what makes art special is quality
And what makes art truly special is high quality
And that's what belongs in museums

In the dark
Listening to linkin park

In the steam
browsing dank memes

-break-

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Of which I promised this Forthcoming Gift
That Low-Resolved Program you often play
Mine of Sum's Direct robbed my Basics shift
Could make my Allowance afford one day
Till then, master those Memes and Squarish Crew
And ask your Score teemed to accumulate
I know you can do it, Technocrat Blue
And rake those Creepers down confusticate
Or shall I, along the mean, Journal's Writ
Ask for more Hints over Direction rough
You, Controlling-E, fly Normal's out-of-it
Conclude my Patience to nearly enough.
I'll trust the Swede with his Awards advance
Then I'll Trust you; With those Talents enhance.