We wear glasses that sees everything in opposites
for our bodies are pallid and vapid with no tones
and we wrinkle so quickly and droop and sage
so we have to see the opposites of reality to maim the truth
its our inherent program to minimize our pains
do not tell me my bottom is fat
but we can make up the opposites of whats good about others
why should we make others happy when we are not

I just feel profound pity

for all these pathetic damaged souls

who in our woke so called affluent society

are so bereft damaged deranged and morose

that their daily mission is trying to share their miseries

or engage in acts and misdeeds they think cause another pain

a healthy wholesome mind thrives in general bliss and positivism

for its only thus that we flourish and grow in fair noble ideals

buttress in peace pure joy and happiness unblemished

the damaged souls are angst and discontent

lacking in the midst of opportunities

felled by woe and poisoned minds

mired in toxic choices

strangled by envy

solely disgraced

unimportant

shamed

losers

I owned the Narcissists and Pyschos
and made them regimented
milk the poison from the saps' fangs
and ****** on it blowing a raspberry

I turned the Narcs loonies and psyschos
into dutiful unpaid labourers
put the nits on schedules at my beck and call
ridiculously combat-ready I trained them

I morphed new age demented scatterlings
into pitchforks carrying yobs
and feed them back their fantasies to brew
in a momentum of mass self flagellation

Oh how I laugh at the sicko desperados
in the land of opportunities
as they boil and recoil in hate envy and angsts
emotional turmoils as by my status and execellence

I make the Narcs loonies and psyschos
like birds on the red hot wire
they're drunks in a midnight choir singing jazz
never thus I a victim to deadbeat beasts with horns

These are miscrants on parole services
ganged casual labourers
their penance is seeing a privileged foreigner
their punishment the painful cancerous knowledge
they can never have all the qualities the Man possesses



There is a big difference between
being a Human being
and being human
only a few really understand this...

I govern my emotions
and quite categorically can see
I govern yours too
and
as you try to languish
in your version
of me
you categorically know and see
you cannot second
that emotion
for alchemy's gold bears no carat
a tweet is not a symphony
and you are not
my father's son
I am
and your emotions cowers
lurches and venerates
back to front
you are all
but forestalled shadows
borrowing shades
to free yourselves
from yourselves

If my excellence does not conflict your inferiority
I would be very surprised
as it is it confirmed and validated your mediocrity
I am not at all surprised
that in your inadequacy your response is primal
that's as nature goes
that you'll bristle bare rabid teeth snarl and snap
the bane of the wounded
unrefined you regress to your primitive instincts
you vapid barbarian
the vacuous vandals on prowl seeking dishonour
that's a given anyway
base inept gross fundamental uncouth derisory
sum total of you and kin
Please accept our deepest sympathy for your failings
your short straws are self picked
excellence comes from hard work dedication breeding
class and refinement

"Revolutions eat their children."

The left thinks it can control the tiger
of the masses unleashed.
It cannot,
and indeed it will be the first to hang.
And that would be very sad for us all,
left and right.














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The wayward peasants
present their
Terror at Midnight
the Grimm Brothers say
lets go sleep
rest assured we have no competitors.....

" The BEST REVENGE is NOT to be like your ENEMIES "

In plain sight and vivid red hues
our discontents and insecurities scream for distractions
resident unhappiness and angst
don defensive camouflage and rage into attack modes
shame dishes out slanders and smears
while guilt twist forth projections and distortions per se
outcries of end justifies the means
bad blood surges as adrenalin pumps pulses and hearts
the fix's needed for fixes by the weak
underused brains stays starved as damaged minds spins
internal combustion reeves on full
the shoulder monkeys laugh and goads good going mates
in the chamber of lost reasoning's
silenced sages shake heads watching as inner organs calcify
all living cells are contaminated
that most essential Life Force of Spiritual influx and balance
had long ago been dismissed and banished
you and I see them working eating laughing and playing
we do not see the tumours
they've crept in armed with malignant intents and purpose
we do not see till its too late

may your obsessions last as long
as the emptiness  of the time
you have to give to it
may your inspirations come from
others lives
as your lives leaves little to inspire
you
may your obsessions continue to offer
you all the distractions and relief
that you all obviously need
to give meanings to your
lives

A hardnosed product from the Gorbals in Glasgow
had washed blood from her knuckles in the river Clyde
ran the poliesh ragged and spent days in their cells
she, who knew Robbie Cut-throat and slept with all the bad boys
and can sink drams of ales better than Jimmy-no-limits
here she was now, shaken, still trembling like fleece in the wind.

By the thistle of loch Whistle, she was mad, apoplectic, incensed
the best whiskey from Glenfiddich Speyside wouldn't calm her down right now
His words ran rings in her head, did somersaults in her brain and punched holes in her guts only to then pour burning lava in her dry mouth
but most importantly it was the searing truths of every word that
kept on  burgeoning into her fat solar-plexus mercilessly

" look at you, look at what you are, a common thief, a prime wastrel,
a ***** unwashed drunkard, a useless piece of a woman, a morally bankrupt thing, reduced to stealing from a neighbour who had borrowed you money a hundred times, given you food, helped you out in all your frequently sad and desperate moments."
" look at you, in a civilised Nation, with opportunities a-begging, you
and your delinquent family would rather beg and steal than go find a job, all you do is sit around getting drunk on your Welfare cheques and then come borrowing, when your doles run out.
Have you ever seen my wife and I hanging out on the landings and corridors, smoking and drinking, No, we are out every week day at seven, running to work, not back till after six, have you ever seen us going around borrowing anything from anyone...No, we know you work hard to get what you need and want, You don't go around stealing from people. That is wrong, you thieving wastrel"
" I am going to set up a petition to have you evicted, burglaries started the minute you and your family moved into this Estate, you are nothing but trouble and I am going to make sure the Council know about you and your crimes!"

Those words kept on ringing in her head, running through her veins, Nobody had dared spoken to her like that, how dare he, thieves have rights too. She did what they've always done, that's their profession, he believes in working, she and her family steal.
simple, all he has to do was go claim on his Insurance, There was no need to confront her with TRUTHS, bitter truths, who deals in truths these days?

And to make matters worse, to add insults to injuries, this truth talker is a black man...just imagine that. She thought ruefully...if this was America, she would have got a gun and go shoot him dead, right now!
But no worries, he's dead now anyways, the word is out, she has marshalled her contacts, a contract on him has been taken out, Its Slow death for blackie, slow and painful, he will suffer like never ever and wish he was dead every day. How dare that ******!

That ******' N-worder
that holier-than-thou grass
the blameless goody-two shoes
the yuppie black so correct going places
well, we've got him and his chicken legs wife

We called in the gang
its the hatch-job per excellence
when guilty as sin the defense is to discredit
to lie, to twist, to defame, to throw mud thick and fast
you all heard the saying, give a dog a bad name and hang him

Sooty never stood a chance
our gang know the demography
our race will always stand by our sides
our testimonies are to be believed, theirs are not
why you think prisons hold a disproportionate cargo of them

Who is to now Sooty did no wrong
decent calm friendly man with not a bad bone
is painted a fierce-tempered vile monster untamed
he was standing up to our intimidation, extortion and bullying
we won't admit we stole, riled and provoked him to react that way

We are thieves and gangsters
we prey on people who tow the line
and if they dare resist we bring them down
and if they are black we can rely on solidarity in pointy hats
that and our forked tongues has brought down Nations and people



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They need gangs to live
gangs need me to survive

Because I am important enough
and because I am worthy
I can demand their attention
take their time and efforts
and linger in their heads
I am indeed my father's son
both above and below
I am worthy
as born bred and is
Thank you Heavenly Father
thank you Daddy

Alea iacta est

Nonsensical deconstruction of the sublime
by the Lowest common denominations

Fatuous misrepresentations of diluted empricism
in the mangle of adious incapables

The mass strangulated death of reasoning
luxuriating in copious vacuities

Hail the Power of bacon as it is to Pigs
sizzling fried Imperialism
BLT sandwiches for all the pyschopaths
throw in
a round of chips

May we live in and see interesting times, the old saying goes

another offers that when the mind is blind, the eyes cannot see

for me my days are interesting and the laughter readily and often comes

for the grapes of wrath brings forth mirth filled grapes on grapevine tendrils

As lemmings and sheep enact bellyaching absurdities, as the ridiculous does



Veracity on sojourn and falsehood in residence with doors firmly closed

Hamlet re-enacts hapless role, with Red Robin Hood and vigilantes to a tee

eager audiences, participatory scenes in towns and cities, leaving empty homes

come all and vent your spleen and satiate your prejudices without paying a fee

This land belongs to us, it is our birthright and we will send Hamlet to the catacombs



Nothing is private anymore, rights and freedom nailed, anywhere we roam

Ophelia not only went to Italy, she went to Hull, Turnpike Lane and even Essex

but a joke here, if all these were good, why did she come to me, you simple gnomes

perchance unlike you common goons,  she knows distinction has no comparison to thee

Your vacuous hate filled mind cannot see that difference in a Prince, that regally looms



Act two, dim, fooled actors in their Beggars Opera, screaming, 'we oppose' with glee

so called republicans, laughable in their ardent favor, ignorant of their lobotomy botches

we will do Hamlet's head in, totally unaware theirs been done in, for the brains of fleas

in a civilisation, our conscious and stable populace, roots for vigilante and mob rule, yeah

for a man of distinction is a threat reminding you of your insignificance and lack of tomes



Come friends, lets see how the home of Democracy, hounds a citizen for us all and we

lets know that Robin Hood is alive and taxing, and 'Windrush' is still active in dispatches

indigenous people power, meets criminal gang stalking, meets racism and we all drink tea

and in true cowardly fashion, its all done by insidious, indictable, nefarious, malcontents and psychopathic crazies

It is our proud duty that we should all ruin Hamlet, for mediocrity has no distinction for aspiration et excellence


Copyright LaurenceA. JUNE 2018.All rights reserved.

what is a knife to a tiger
when paws and brutal canines suffices
not to mention the ferocity of powerful jaws
what are nursery Rhymes to a philosopher
or Anderson Fairy Tales to a Monk in the Abbey
where the contemplation of the high minds
dwells not on the Mundanities of fallen minds
not all songs are love songs
breezes can be hot, cold, dusty, clean, light or heavy
just as not all roads leads to Rome
repetition of the lost minds and certainty of fools
vainglorious performances of the superficiality
charlatans in rendition of vaporous noise
the banalities of hungry beasts aflamed
a gnat will gnaw at a Lions impressive frame
with no visible inkling of its presence to the king
a child will grab at water trying to clutch it in palm
only to see it dribble off leaving empty palms again
such is the fool who sits outside a synagogue daily
and heralds daily worshipers with 'Allahu Akbar'
Yes, "God is [the] greatest", mate !
but you've got your wires crossed

The charcoal glows
in soothing warm embers
shinning face in radiant light
out in blistering beyond
vapid snows are tumbling
on the hardened ground
to melt into muddy slush
cold congealed droplets
soft coreless particles
simple vacuous drips
the banality
of Nature

Karl Marx grave Headstone discecreted in Highgate
on it ' Dictator of Hate' Master of Genocide
I wasn't there, it wasn't me
Twelve and counting, MP quitting the Left
claiming culture of Extremism, Hate, Intolerance, Anti-Semitism
I wasn't there, it wasn't me
There are not fit to lead, I am ashamed by this party
I am ashamed by the racism in this party
I didn't say this, I wasn't there
Totally ignorant and delusional about everything
Turned into a hard Left Sect, Leader not interested
They have become intolerant Racists Haters with delusional
tendencies
I did not say that, I wasn't there
I used to be a member, believed in creating a fair and just Society
I am no longer a member
I am here and I say this

Memo

To: General Dunces
Of The Red Solidarity Army
Whitescapegoaters Field Command
Dumbdumb Barracks

General Dunces
Sir,
We report that we have deployed as many units as possible
in our covert Psyche Warfare and marshalled all available
Useful Idiots and Flying Monkeys as we can find.

Unfortunately we do not appear to have made any progress
so far, despite the operational logistics at our disposal, we just
appear to be doing the same things over and over and over again
with no apparent  results. As ordered, we have made pre-emptive
strikes only to discover we are merely pre-emptying ourselves.
All these in addition to all the other tactics from our Stasis Branch.

We intercepted a quizzical communique from our Subject which
reads as follows below:

'Tell them some of us have Emotional Intelligence,

That's why we don't disgrace ourselves by burgling our next door
neighbour.

That's why we do not try extorting money by blackmail to keep
secret the our chanced-upon knowledge of Regency connection.

That's why we work hard and honestly to earn our keep and not
go begging and borrowing

That's why we we do not spend what money we have drinking
and drugging and being dysfunctional social trash.

That's why we live within our means and don't go envying those
that can afford what we cannot.

That's why we are not criminals and gangsters with no morals
or consciences who are deranged avaricious lying scums.

That's why we don't have the immaturity, insecurities, inadequacies and weaknesses that bullies and cowards have.

We are not all these because we have intelligence, emotional intelligence, honesty, morality, work ethic, tolerance, self-respect, consideration, and respect for others.

General, this intercepted message is rather puzzling to us and we
believe it is a coded message and its about a future planned attack.
We have sent it to our Decoding Departing for further analysis.
You notice word 'Intelligence' is repeated quite a few times. Sir, I
believe this is a direct reference to their Secret Service. Yes Sir I do
believe this is a very clever coded message and we should redouble
all our efforts.

This concludes my Report General, we are on High Alert Sir
We await further Orders.

Your Respectfully

Lt. Dim Peabrain Dogsbody

I live in their country
but
I don't see the scenery
from their eyes
for
they have glass eyes
in different colours
reflecting
the transparency of
living ghosts
and
empty words from soulless minds
tombed in cold breaths
riddled
in icy vapour smoke screens
as dead whispers to the living
as
the ambergris fantasies of the undead
history
has taken everything said and saying
and poured them down their cancerous throats
no
remission for the cloudy from the clouds above
the
living ghosts and the glass-eyed ghost are not gods
mere matter only matter as matter
the only True Ghost is the Holy Ghost

The Pale face thieves were boasting
by the time we finish with him
he won't know who he is
he will never trust again

we will alter his personality
we well erase him
we will wipe him out
we will cancel him

we will emasculate him
we will haze him
we will **** him up
we will drive him paranoid

by the time we finish with him
he will be
that man begging for pennies outside tube station
this is what London gangsters do if you stand up to them
if you refuse to pay extortion money
if you scream at them and threaten to expose them

they are still at it
but I reckon they have spent more time. money and effort
then whatever proceeds they got from stealing from me
and I am still standing
not begging for money outside train stations
and certainly not stealing or involved in any criminal activities
and knowing there are lots of people who know the truth of it all
how their consciences and guilt must ***** them
every moment day and night

they carry the burden
and it is them that have had their personalities changed
they know they can never be the same
even if they think so for me

hey! I am getting of lightly
for I never did wrong
they know that.....

when you cut your noses
and pour silicone into your chests
pump up your faces and lips with botox
and veneers bridges braces and crowns fashion your smiles
a missing front tooth must be an earth-shattering disaster to them
they know nowt about keeping things real
guess its difficult being bland ochre
drifting wet snowflakes
with marble peepers
and cold blooded
aliens stranded
on earth
the destructive force wherever they are

I won a lottery from start
they did not and they are mad as hell
burning with envy and jealousy they're screaming blue ******
they say its their nature to be losers and they are nurtured to hate
because the lottery was rigged and God is white
and a fortunate ****** should be punished
for not representing a slave
they had won the bobbi
prize of narcissists
poor raving
psychos

Feeding time over
he says imperiously
as he rests on his
all expenses paid holiday

The flies buzz around
but that's nothing
they are western flies
not built strong

Feeding time is over
but they have to keep working
they are working classes
no brains are required
cheap unskilled labor

We had maids and servants
I know their dearest wishes were
to feel relevant and important
more than just
do as told and fetch and carry
chasing dreams
is more compulsive when downstairs
and sleepwalking through reality
in unskilled labour
its a sad momentum

The pawns Marshall to block
fevered desperation blazing futilely
the deluded scrapping barrels
and I'm not even playing
they are below my league
which annoys them
no end

So you come from the other side of the tracks
the stench and growing pains stays with you
so you got free mil and free diners
and remember the jeers and mocking jibes
the shame and sorrows embedded deep in you

Some went on to do good and moved away
some fell down along the way never to recover
so you blame and hate the rich for having
and crime was the way you chose to get your wants
in your undernourished mind its us and them

Chip on your shoulders you hate does that have
spread your hate and bully them and steal theirs
Stalin did same as Pol *** Trotsky and Che Guevara
but ignorance plus ill-intent never gives enduring help
the stains and stench of your shame clouds the mind

You are the one with the ego reeling from complexes
you are the one with the corrupted minds damaged
you are the paranoid psychos seeing perceived plots and plans
you are the one with the sense of entitlements unreasonable
you are thieves bullies vandals and thugs without senses

History shows us so and Putin is still showing us so
your little minds cannot understand the concept of power
you have no class, no integrity, no finesse, subtlety or grace
things that come naturally to the well bred and the wise
given power you abuse it as your innate narcissism breaths
nothing good comes out of you for all you know is destructions

And all sing in unison

trumpet in disarray tunelessly

*** notes and discordant keys off chords

the exclusive choirs of melee of rented fodders

croaking infused scripted dialogues from disposables

and how they lark and hark in selves lacking

raising arias and tenors in witless refrains

orchestrated in gutless recitals

the sounds and fury

of incognizant

, "Better, I think, than an embittered whine".

The privileged and those other elites
have freedom fighters too
who are abused, caged and scorned
in same ways as Che, Hugo Chávez
and Pol ***
those brave comrades fighting
for the voiceless and equal distributions
Now the Freedom Fighters for the hated Elites
are called Donald Trump, Queen Elizabeth
Jeff Bezos -Bill Gates - Bernard Arnault and Buffett
Caged, lampooned, hated, reviled and threatened
these suffering elitist freedom fighters
sing their song of freedom
it goes
kiss my ***
go **** yourselves
I got the cash in spades and bucket loads
and its called '******* money'
cause we have it and you haven't
so do, say and write all you like about us
just ******* and know what!
*******....

Well some can just sit still
and yet reap rewards
ain't that clever
but the beauty is
it drives the bees and drones mad
they buzz like crazy
really!!

" If God thought you are capable of destroying His Anointed
He would not have given you the minds you now possess "

Having always worked underneath Managements
sometimes from sixteen to retirement
in ordered control and instructions
its become glaringly obvious
they have never learnt
in the slightest
how to master
themselves

plain to see
in attitudes and behaviours
its all about copying what others do
easily influenced their men use and discard
look Ann and Sue are having *** why shouldn't you
they can never think or take responsibility for their actions
always other do it as well or I did it because I was told to do it
understand why they reckon they can feed your brain an control it

for in their world
little is expected
and little demanded
you don't like school
well, just leave quick
discipline is cruel
others do the thinking
you are not to be stressed
let Government do that
life's too short to aspire
reasoning is boring
and its nerdy to study
and do not judge me even if I steal from you
you're greedy for working and earning so much
and if you protest me and my mates will ******* up
we will invade your life and your brain and drive you mad
majority wins and anarchy 'rules ok'

The schizophrenic with the multiple profiles
sits all day in various guises
venting tirades and his versions of deluded events
exchanging comments
with him selves and notes of friendships with his alter egos
Always deep in neurosis
and in the innate vapidity of the ****** witless grandee
our gender changing
nationalities changing and location changing slime vies and
zig-rags hurriedly from
one profile to the other the physical link so glaring its comical
as it more so exposes the narcissist
the dumb egotist craving attention power validation and self
aggrandisements from him selves
to him selves as he uses his other profiles pop in to massage his ego
Mad and full of bumf and nothing
our poet and poets of doubts and the demoralising schlock
selves congratulates in prolification
Our witless wonder glaringly compensating his small ***** or
even perhaps its a rancid frustrated *****
staying totally impervious that his infantile trickery serves no purpose and his endeavours laughable
The Learned mind sees the classic narcissist feeding his wanton
needs desperately craving eluded self worth
Regardless a weak cowardly inadequate neurotic bullying perp troll is just that....a pathetic nonentity seeking relevance
and fooling him selves

You're clowns, as laughable as hell
Go read the passage on Cyber  troll perps
unemployed ******* paid to sit online
writing ******* to flood and demoralize
the ninocoops brain deed perverts
think others are weak inconsequentials dweeps
like the spineless nervous  victims you usually  terrorize

Go re-appraise your anodyne tactics
30 years, I am still standing still laughing
Am at my best when alone ready for turds
I don't hide, I haven't fled anywhere
Or go all shaky and trembly
You don't frighten or terrorize me one bit
My mind is razor sharp, my nerves steely as ever

Coward wiggas are contemptibles
Can't stand and trade face to face
Only brave when they gang up against one man
behind screens inventing false identities
You are laughable, odious little perp rats.
Deluded slaves controlled fools.....

Hahaha....hahaha....Hahaha....western rubish
trailer trashes, you can't even spell your lingo

PERP CYBER TROLL, VIGILANTES OF THIEVES

LAUGHABLE MORONS, SIMPLETONS YOBBOS

SHAMELESS FOOLS, LOOK HOW LONG YOU'VE
BEEN AT IT, CAN'T BRING DOWN JUST ONE MAN
WHITE THIEVES SERVANTS....Hahaha...hahaha

How it deranges the stalwarts albinos
from hither and thither wrestling pale apoplexies
on the loose sails the Standard bearer
never one held as cargo for the auctioneers block
see but a singular scholar of distinction
unfolded not in cotton or cane bushes in sweated bow
rather resplendent sublime self ownership
disdainful of ****** wanton lures in porcelain thighs
not in ***** dens nor in hands with knaves
unknown at ale houses chasing demons in fire water
neither seen at toss and turn for a quick buck
a paragon worthy from the high table of the landed
in inherent grace and noble favour
thus to all hicks and serfs the anomaly of our woes
and raging curse of our discontents
in envy they toil as they languish perdition and strife
a moor with more than the wretches
come bear arms heathens and conquer this nightmare
we are the harlequins of animal farm
hahaha  hahaha  hahaha