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The globalization   Once thought to be an important aspect To connect the world To diverse the world Has been only a part success And of course, a success to be In a way people are connected In the enchanting world of ours Rising the common world consciousness Rising and rising and rising A day by day and day The knowledge domain, a gigantic trip Profoundly majestic experience uplifting people Remarkably All over the world diminishing the differences Differences humans suppose to believe Differences that drew humanity backwards The differences mostly set by identitities Identities in terms of nationality In terms of religion, caste and creed As we observe, differences softening them boundaries A good thing as seen Manifested due to globalization Only possible due to global reach Just possible due to connection in large scale Diminishing are those differences as they don’t fit Don't fit to the consciousness of the world To the rising consciousness of the world now More the fire it sets the plank to burn faster Happening for good for sure, I believe On the contrary differences too In the verse of diminishing the truth It contradicts the positivity As see in the world today is extremism Yes extremism happens to exist If it exists for a long period A whole long period of time In the years to come Is definately calling for absurdity Which humans may not want to percieve The adversities of the impact of globalization Leading a chance for the high level corporates To the world to have access to the marketplace All over the world Leading to a state of consumerism To the people People becoming more and more consumers They are being brainwashed For them to buy goods That global industries produce People are running after the products ****** consumers ****** sheeps Those multinationals And shark headed corporates Are producing and manufacturing The high headed corporates The pigs are manipulating Are brainwashing people The sheeps are diverted towards it The people The only agenda is to gain more And more profit only By making the people slaves of themselves And slaves of their products And believe it Coke and Pepsi may be Right hand and a left hand But the Coke and Pepsi both are the same The very debate which is better is Helping the corporates to sale By making their brains washed away Consumers Sheeps Brainwashed In a sense they are enjoying The debate they argue upon And they are unaware And they are manipulated Knowingly and unknowingly More often knowingly ****** sheep slaves Another adjoining thing most of the governments in the world Are being run by the aid Of the corporates Only have a selfish agenda And strategy to sale Products, thoughts and  philosophy More and more and more ****** pigs Brainwashing minds of the people The sheeps Having a streak of global consumerism Selfish bunch of pigs And the brainwashed sheeps Say hell ya F***king hell ya F***k off Get out'a here ****** freaks Pigs and Sheeps
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Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 11:01 AM UTC
Pigs and Sheeps
The globalization   Once thought to be an important aspect To connect the world To diverse the world Has been only a part success And of course, a success to be In a way people are connected In the enchanting world of ours Rising the common world consciousness Rising and rising and rising A day by day and day The knowledge domain, a gigantic trip Profoundly majestic experience uplifting people Remarkably All over the world diminishing the differences Differences humans suppose to believe Differences that drew humanity backwards The differences mostly set by identitities Identities in terms of nationality In terms of religion, caste and creed As we observe, differences softening them boundaries A good thing as seen Manifested due to globalization Only possible due to global reach Just possible due to connection in large scale Diminishing are those differences as they don’t fit Don't fit to the consciousness of the world To the rising consciousness of the world now More the fire it sets the plank to burn faster Happening for good for sure, I believe On the contrary differences too In the verse of diminishing the truth It contradicts the positivity As see in the world today is extremism Yes extremism happens to exist If it exists for a long period A whole long period of time In the years to come Is definately calling for absurdity Which humans may not want to percieve The adversities of the impact of globalization Leading a chance for the high level corporates To the world to have access to the marketplace All over the world Leading to a state of consumerism To the people People becoming more and more consumers They are being brainwashed For them to buy goods That global industries produce People are running after the products ****** consumers ****** sheeps Those multinationals And shark headed corporates Are producing and manufacturing The high headed corporates The pigs are manipulating Are brainwashing people The sheeps are diverted towards it The people The only agenda is to gain more And more profit only By making the people slaves of themselves And slaves of their products And believe it Coke and Pepsi may be Right hand and a left hand But the Coke and Pepsi both are the same The very debate which is better is Helping the corporates to sale By making their brains washed away Consumers Sheeps Brainwashed In a sense they are enjoying The debate they argue upon And they are unaware And they are manipulated Knowingly and unknowingly More often knowingly ****** sheep slaves Another adjoining thing most of the governments in the world Are being run by the aid Of the corporates Only have a selfish agenda And strategy to sale Products, thoughts and  philosophy More and more and more ****** pigs Brainwashing minds of the people The sheeps Having a streak of global consumerism Selfish bunch of pigs And the brainwashed sheeps Say hell ya F***king hell ya F***k off Get out'a here ****** freaks Pigs and Sheeps
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1216 A Deed knocks first at Thought And then—it knocks at Will— That is the manufacturing spot And Will at Home and well It then goes out an Act Or is entombed so still That only to the ear of God Its Doom is audible—
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A Deed knocks first at Thought
Pradip is newborn (impossible wisdom) “a new day, a new chance for my soul... to heed a small voice ... to give flowers, to plant new seeds. to not trample on wildflowers and unwanted weeds...” Sally “Sweet baby with your head on my shoulder I'm no more growing older...” Pradip ~ the unpredictability and randomness of the winds, seed carriers, of small voices, yearning to be heard, powerless in appearance only, for within are powers superior heroic, who can grow others       who can feed                                  who can sustain multiple living creatures each seed unique, a poem composed and complete, authored by precedents, authorized by predecessors, utilizing the cocoon of soil and sun, rainwater from space and deep driven to the clear milk of underground railroad rivers, to give nurture to its revisional generational code these new children of an old mix, are quiet lifesavers giving proofs positive, that those who will one day grow old, with deep gnarled roots, are most capable of finding ways of manufacturing fresh youth whim within, to those who give babies homage, in attendance this then the newborn miracle, the new seed, wind borne, replants itself in old soil, taking but more so giving, injecting bits of vitality into its arterial ancestry, how can this be?*** *I do not know the why or the how, but am evidence of the therefore, and the thereafter, of impossible wisdom* 7:07am 4-5-19 a newborn poem for poetry passing grandparents
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Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 7:19 AM UTC
Pradip is newborn (impossible wisdom)
Pradip is newborn (impossible wisdom) “a new day, a new chance for my soul... to heed a small voice ... to give flowers, to plant new seeds. to not trample on wildflowers and unwanted weeds...” Sally “Sweet baby with your head on my shoulder I'm no more growing older...” Pradip ~ the unpredictability and randomness of the winds, seed carriers, of small voices, yearning to be heard, powerless in appearance only, for within are powers superior heroic, who can grow others       who can feed                                  who can sustain multiple living creatures each seed unique, a poem composed and complete, authored by precedents, authorized by predecessors, utilizing the cocoon of soil and sun, rainwater from space and deep driven to the clear milk of underground railroad rivers, to give nurture to its revisional generational code these new children of an old mix, are quiet lifesavers giving proofs positive, that those who will one day grow old, with deep gnarled roots, are most capable of finding ways of manufacturing fresh youth whim within, to those who give babies homage, in attendance this then the newborn miracle, the new seed, wind borne, replants itself in old soil, taking but more so giving, injecting bits of vitality into its arterial ancestry, how can this be?*** *I do not know the why or the how, but am evidence of the therefore, and the thereafter, of impossible wisdom* 7:07am 4-5-19 a newborn poem for poetry passing grandparents
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She stops at the isle of gold lane and haze holding her head up whine and gaze that haughty look wander in space She Frowns unhappily on a bench across the street intense perplexity under her clouds in a dark city She pouring arrogance egocentric maiden fear her own imperfection He "She's in manufacturing business" "What does she manufacture?" Unhappiness
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May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 8:57 AM UTC
Unhappiness
I give zero ***** anymore. I have no more ***** to give. I'm totally absolutely incontrovertibly fresh out of ***** My supply of ***** is completely out -- see?? [cupboard door swings open Only to reveal a fuckless cupboard] Even the **** Store is out of ***** I called them just now, The guy on the phone said he was Fresh out -- He told me: *The production and manufacturing Of ***** has been outsourced To Shenzhen China, And the workers are striking Because they are getting paid Fifteen cents an hour to produce 6 ***** a second -- Which is inhumane and just wrong.* I asked him why they didn't pay better -- He said, **** if I know! Like I said, I'm fresh out of ***** to give So who gives a ****
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Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 11:50 AM UTC
fresh out of ***** to give
Put me on your assembly-line. Manufacture me limb by limb. Make me transparent to all of the pain I used to know, love me like the back-beat to your favorite songs, let your passion move me, and I will do the same.
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Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 8:58 AM UTC
Manufacturing.
I'm sorry I can't be a bad boy for you I'm not the kind of reclamation project that women dream of reclaiming It's the attitude you crave not the mood I've been manufacturing this bad boy body for two months Who am I fooling? It's the mind where the fantasies and possibilities take shape Even though I've flashed a knife at a bad boy it doesn't matter for I wasn't the bad boy nor am I a rock star or a pro athlete or a student who wears detention like a badge of honour I'm a ******* poet and who wants a holder of fantasies that have already been disclosed? I'm sorry I'll make it up to you I'll be the ear you require when your heart is broken I'll be the nodder you require when you need to make it clear that all guys are ***** even though it was the ***** you were hypnotized by in the first place Bad boy body? Bad boy language? It's doesn't mean a **** for it's all in the mind Who am I fooling? You'll be okay for the sea is teeming with jellyfish
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 6:54 AM UTC
THE TALKING SHEEP
oh **** off... migrant crisis my *** what with Ukraine happening? East European... how about western women? Manchester mothers? no?   oh well....               watch my face... do i ******* look like i, might, care?! no... no?! well...        thank you... because?                       i don't! i'm thinking: let them **** your harlots... you managed to call my ethnicity, vermin.... RATS....                whatever ally you had... gone... next time you ask, ask a Pakistani to deal with your women... i'll be most obliged... to tell you:                **** OFF! no... you told me once, you do not assert the stature of telling me twice...                  i don't care whether it is or whether it isn't your island... you violated, or at least your citizen, the rules of p4rivate property... no... nein nein nein!          for once i'll turn the volume to a Reading Park volume: **** you!   and your ambitions of a mastering of the races... claiming quasi Boar fixture; ******* capitalists...       with their made in china of what used to be the manufacturing jobs... arbeit macht frei...                            arbeit macht frei...               arbeit ist frei... mein, mein, herr...                                  made in china.. my *** my *** was made in china... your argument for liberty?    hardly comprised in Monaco. yes, those Eastern European women...    pretty much as those ***** whip Western European men... the sort of men: shy of death...               one you almost wish to **** with a bludgeon that might leave fingerprints;                   lesson no. 1... you come after Eastern European women... lesson no. 2: there are no Western European "men" to come after...    sure... *******      little men...                something between petting an in between petting a panda and a koala; totally castrato, just the way Western Women like their men to be... obedient...                        pussy-whipped... leashed. mind you... what are the thoughts of an Eastern European man concerning Western women? and, why, would, i, heaven, and, hell, on, earth, ever, want, to, **** this, exercise, in, making, equivalent, raising, a, ******* brat?! i don't want these women, no more than the women want me... apparently Pakistanis are in higher demand.
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Sep 15, 2018
Sep 15, 2018 at 8:40 PM UTC
made in china
oh **** off... migrant crisis my *** what with Ukraine happening? East European... how about western women? Manchester mothers? no?   oh well....               watch my face... do i ******* look like i, might, care?! no... no?! well...        thank you... because?                       i don't! i'm thinking: let them **** your harlots... you managed to call my ethnicity, vermin.... RATS....                whatever ally you had... gone... next time you ask, ask a Pakistani to deal with your women... i'll be most obliged... to tell you:                **** OFF! no... you told me once, you do not assert the stature of telling me twice...                  i don't care whether it is or whether it isn't your island... you violated, or at least your citizen, the rules of p4rivate property... no... nein nein nein!          for once i'll turn the volume to a Reading Park volume: **** you!   and your ambitions of a mastering of the races... claiming quasi Boar fixture; ******* capitalists...       with their made in china of what used to be the manufacturing jobs... arbeit macht frei...                            arbeit macht frei...               arbeit ist frei... mein, mein, herr...                                  made in china.. my *** my *** was made in china... your argument for liberty?    hardly comprised in Monaco. yes, those Eastern European women...    pretty much as those ***** whip Western European men... the sort of men: shy of death...               one you almost wish to **** with a bludgeon that might leave fingerprints;                   lesson no. 1... you come after Eastern European women... lesson no. 2: there are no Western European "men" to come after...    sure... *******      little men...                something between petting an in between petting a panda and a koala; totally castrato, just the way Western Women like their men to be... obedient...                        pussy-whipped... leashed. mind you... what are the thoughts of an Eastern European man concerning Western women? and, why, would, i, heaven, and, hell, on, earth, ever, want, to, **** this, exercise, in, making, equivalent, raising, a, ******* brat?! i don't want these women, no more than the women want me... apparently Pakistanis are in higher demand.
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Is there a doctor in the house? I think I'm having southern withdrawl symptoms shakes and such brain a blubbering mess why give one so much feeling if they can't get rid of it healthily? Too much for one body to handle maybe throw in another personality nothing bad ever happend just a technical problem during manufacturing a wire connected wrong or not connected at all amygdala super sensitive looking for comfort in wrong places stupid faces blazing aces therapists are kind but really need a map words only convey so much can't help if they can't understand whose fault is that? Probably the broken robot me doesn't speak in proper vernacular accustomed to being freakish and safe greasing joints with ***** circuit boards of tofu scramble electric feed back every once in a while when I cough perhaps new meds will calm overactive internal reactions or maybe being all vulnerable to candy hearted young men spilling secrets and insecurities to friends but they'll all leave right? Europeans had no problem taking over lands staying with natives eating their foods but if the natives had shared their deepest secrets and feelings pilgrims would have gladly returned home for persecution than to put up with an emotional Squanto.
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Jun 12, 2012
Jun 12, 2012 at 1:16 PM UTC
Geese Eggs
I was overwhelmed by the enthusiastic response this poem received when I posted it last month. As it seemed to resonate with the current prevailing mood, I figured I'd try a quick spoken word video to go with it. Thank you again to everyone who commented on, liked, added and reposted the written version. https://youtu.be/wGxRvuMWCig Credit for filming and editing goes to Cornelius Something of Manufacturing Content manufacturingcontent.co.uk
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Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 4:20 AM UTC
There Are No Right Answers - Video Version
I thought of myself as a geyser, a glacier for love bundled up tight, And ready to explode with the affection I dwell upon. But see here, Because my love lusted over was in winter's bitter flake And now I am left with a fifth and a pack and some sort of swelling ocean in my eye. I know I was worthy Perhaps even still  Of the mind's manufacturing of a twin soul. I practice growth And I take this loss And I find new arms to warm the barren chill in the cave which they name my heart In each chamber your voice echoes And hell, i know I haven't been the first to ask "please, just some quiet, just some rest" I go to sleep with the quake tonight, wake me after the shock.
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Sep 6, 2012
Sep 6, 2012 at 2:22 AM UTC
ole faithful
“creamy unto delicious” he marvels and marvelously replies, when a hazy memory from mournings past asks howz it taste? this café au lait in a french  handleless cup big enough to drown your bad dreams, just the thing, the A way to start to day, manufacturing schemes to wipe the slate or just add to a long longingly “to never do” list, time frozen, whitened emptily clean, a familiar frenemy but staying in bed on a beauty of mostly sunny, partly cloudsy day, is tempting now that he is armed and dangerous with mug gigantic, doing nothing is so sublime, until a lunchtime of Corona and lime, reminds you that dinner planning will be needed under the influence of vin rosé, ordering by app so easy, marveling at the choicest array, easy quick under his non-currant existence, wordplay for no-audience when there is no one there to disagree or temper your eyes appetite, or bring you café with heart designs in caramel and white, or inquire howz it taste so you nonetheless reply out loud with tears while wondering how memories live-on, in drinks and catch phrases, you answer when she no longer, not here to ask, to gentle reprimand, but answer the answer to everything, with an all encompassing     crémeux à délicieux                           creamy unto delicious, reminder to David, you now, king of nothingness, shepherd of no one, no longer need a real voice to answer unto anything ~for my lover of everything french~
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Jun 8, 2019
Jun 8, 2019 at 9:18 AM UTC
creamy unto delicious (a lonely story)
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Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 9:24 AM UTC
"The concept of global warming was created by and for the Chinese in order to make U.S. manufacturing non-competitive."
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Feb 23, 2012
Feb 23, 2012 at 1:04 AM UTC
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I'd like to mention that my city Karnal was once the bastion of the armed forces. Close to my house in NDRI campus until half-a-decade ago stood remnants of the old British Barracks - an irksome reminder of the colonial period. But we went inside the rickety ruins of an olden period to play hide and seek and sometimes just for fun as an adventure. I had seen them - the erstwhile barracks in that dilapidated state only, carrying the Union Jack painted at some places, and I had seen the ruins crash to ground - a reinstated taste of Indian freedom. The Colonial army camped here until the occupying British chose to shift the army camp to Ambala due to high occurrence of mosquitoes in the city of Karnal and found this place fit only for a great cattle yard. Karnal has seen negligence & side-lining ever-since along the course of history. The Indian Oil Corporation's petroleum refinery was decided to be built in the neighbouring Panipat city & so was the National Fertilizers Limited's manufacturing plant built there and not in Karnal. In Karnal they built research institutes, filled with greenery these make the city a comfortable place to relax at ease. But ****** shameless people don't realize the value of plants & trees and keep removing them off the face of Karnal & even where I live, in the NDRI campus - acronym for the National Dairy Research Institute campus. ****** blood sucker stupid human beings are sometimes more irritating than the malarial mosquitoes. They cut trees assuming trees shelter mosquitoes! True they might be but I keep wondering what about the potholes dug by them into the coal-tar & gravel roads to facilitate the installing of religious & marriage tents. But nothing can be done to change the people whose mindset has been falsely ligated with the thought of we are the best & we won't change.
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Jun 4, 2013
Jun 4, 2013 at 3:28 AM UTC
Mosquitoes - Their Power & Malinfluence
I'd like to mention that my city Karnal was once the bastion of the armed forces. Close to my house in NDRI campus until half-a-decade ago stood remnants of the old British Barracks - an irksome reminder of the colonial period. But we went inside the rickety ruins of an olden period to play hide and seek and sometimes just for fun as an adventure. I had seen them - the erstwhile barracks in that dilapidated state only, carrying the Union Jack painted at some places, and I had seen the ruins crash to ground - a reinstated taste of Indian freedom. The Colonial army camped here until the occupying British chose to shift the army camp to Ambala due to high occurrence of mosquitoes in the city of Karnal and found this place fit only for a great cattle yard. Karnal has seen negligence & side-lining ever-since along the course of history. The Indian Oil Corporation's petroleum refinery was decided to be built in the neighbouring Panipat city & so was the National Fertilizers Limited's manufacturing plant built there and not in Karnal. In Karnal they built research institutes, filled with greenery these make the city a comfortable place to relax at ease. But ****** shameless people don't realize the value of plants & trees and keep removing them off the face of Karnal & even where I live, in the NDRI campus - acronym for the National Dairy Research Institute campus. ****** blood sucker stupid human beings are sometimes more irritating than the malarial mosquitoes. They cut trees assuming trees shelter mosquitoes! True they might be but I keep wondering what about the potholes dug by them into the coal-tar & gravel roads to facilitate the installing of religious & marriage tents. But nothing can be done to change the people whose mindset has been falsely ligated with the thought of we are the best & we won't change.
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Syllables mixed, Meaning dispersed between the two conscious minds, Connecting them, One. But yet no sound was made. The Brightest Star Just smiled and waved, The wind Blowing though the rays that embrace Karim Like a strait jacket of light, blinding bias. Karim could hear the ants in the mycelium; Manufacturing temples. Tears flowed to the present light. His tears then created the Nile River, Where the stream keeps their society alive, Engraving their history into ours. Since that day, Karim could only smile and wave.
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Jun 16, 2022
Jun 16, 2022 at 4:26 PM UTC
Karim, 6/16/22
We have dignity, right? Since the 1600's we've thought with minds of reason Anselm of Canterbury created pragmatism Out of the most sacred and holy of things And since then our rationalism has worn suits. War is for the common, the petty. Let the east quarters bury themselves in poverty Leave them to their primitive ways I want my son's to return They'll be studying the Romantics in the Fall We have no need for war I want my daughters to come back to their homes Instead of manufacturing arms to fight These unreasonable beasts We have no need for war. Let the Calvary of America flex its powered machines We are civilized. Poster Childs for the post modern With the intention to overtake Our own philospohy, that indicates- (with the raise of a brow, a tip of the head) That - We have no need for war.
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Dec 11, 2012
Dec 11, 2012 at 4:19 PM UTC
There's Nothing Civil About A Spanish War
high finance and terror you had half a job the commissioner made a huge mistake where words just disappear oh do help the rich and well-connected they need you careful that your boss does not see you favoriting my tweets unstar! unstar! panic! panic! social media illiteracy bio: follow or **** off **** the king of hearts quadruple cheeseburger acidic fruits keep chugging harm on y a night of debauchery in the works our minds refueled with petroleum entropy hour with free golden shower where truth gnaws at your legs but you continue walking human irrationality gets beaten to a pulp by bot rationality how bland and discordant getting them drawn and quartered humanity can do without us that **** poet saw the egg hatch into regrets **** the only one who cares manufacturing awkward silences and making a killing what the hell is anergy miss world virginity 2012 what have we done ghost eating humans or some **** like that someone already thought of that funny thing you wanted to say your timeline can beat my timeline mute only the users who make too much sense the epitome of trying too hard and then coronal mass ejection all the over the place you know this goes nowhere so you want out no more outreach from this point on shredded the flow chart too much in the projects exit stage down
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 8:37 PM UTC
employment
A pine cone swept in the timber in blow with wooden needles that a lantern was the wiles of birch along the frills of enlightened where spores till this deadwood manufacturing transport with a pipe cleaner's lore of trees whether they intertwine on the carpet again in loom to manifold in the soil.
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May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 8:31 AM UTC
A Whirlwind Season
I walk with a limp now, Two of them in fact, When I used to glide, The strut of youth, Was on my side. Pain's now the game, Moving more slowly My worn knees are done. The warranty you see, has fully, finely expired. Today they took MRI pictures Of my knees, sized 'em up For manufacturing, A perfect, artificial fit. Metal and plastic components to replace my played out natural bone. They assure me it will not hurt, (Allegedly)   Surgery they declare will, eliminate the pain and put a spring back in my step. I'll settle for the absence of   Pain with every step I take. But, I'm pretty **** sure, I'll never ever run again. Even for we humans, Built in obsolescence, Is an unavoidable truth. Man, getting old is really the *****
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Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 1:32 PM UTC
A Surgeons Promise
Stupid white girl. We are not allowed to do anything. We're prim and proper, white girls. We are not allowed to fight back. Put us in our place, white girls. We are not allowed real work. We still want our twenty three cents back. The child of fair skin and blue eyes. But with all my female privilege, Came a nasty stamp on my body. Like a watermark. FEMALE. I have heard that when a woman looks in the mirror, she sees a woman. But when a man looks in the mirror, he sees a human. Even with that watermark, our pale skin is used as a canvas. And everyone else has been handed the tools to color in our curves. Covering us in blue and black and purple and red. Redrawing our minds so they cannot process the discrimination, Painting over our tears so our feelings can be buried, Manufacturing open legs when you want them, Closed when you don't. Erasing the lips we use to speak out, Erasing the eyes we use to see all of this. You think just because you held the brush, Just because you created this monstrosity of a "masterpiece" You get to claim ownership of this piece of artwork That you blatantly disregard Is my BODY. The "fe" you tack onto "male" Does not stand for Free Entry. The "wo" you tack onto "man" Does not stand for Wipe Out. Women are barely able hold a pencil. I was lucky to hold one long enough to draw myself A conscience, a backbone, legs to stand on, and a mind. We were only taught how to use the back end of that pencil To erase our mouth and keep the secrets. But these days the secrets are keeping themselves. I will not be put in a glass case You will not charge admission To have people come and analyze me. Buy me. Give me value. Categorize me. Preserve me the way you created. You are no artists. You are vandals.
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Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 7:14 PM UTC
Stupid White Girl
Stupid white girl. We are not allowed to do anything. We're prim and proper, white girls. We are not allowed to fight back. Put us in our place, white girls. We are not allowed real work. We still want our twenty three cents back. The child of fair skin and blue eyes. But with all my female privilege, Came a nasty stamp on my body. Like a watermark. FEMALE. I have heard that when a woman looks in the mirror, she sees a woman. But when a man looks in the mirror, he sees a human. Even with that watermark, our pale skin is used as a canvas. And everyone else has been handed the tools to color in our curves. Covering us in blue and black and purple and red. Redrawing our minds so they cannot process the discrimination, Painting over our tears so our feelings can be buried, Manufacturing open legs when you want them, Closed when you don't. Erasing the lips we use to speak out, Erasing the eyes we use to see all of this. You think just because you held the brush, Just because you created this monstrosity of a "masterpiece" You get to claim ownership of this piece of artwork That you blatantly disregard Is my BODY. The "fe" you tack onto "male" Does not stand for Free Entry. The "wo" you tack onto "man" Does not stand for Wipe Out. Women are barely able hold a pencil. I was lucky to hold one long enough to draw myself A conscience, a backbone, legs to stand on, and a mind. We were only taught how to use the back end of that pencil To erase our mouth and keep the secrets. But these days the secrets are keeping themselves. I will not be put in a glass case You will not charge admission To have people come and analyze me. Buy me. Give me value. Categorize me. Preserve me the way you created. You are no artists. You are vandals.
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Manufacturing Market-based economy Recycling plant
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May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 11:46 AM UTC
Production Cycle
Felt made from wool, Wool comes from sheep. Made by layering and compression, Much like traditional education. Acid used for bonding, Water used for washing. To remove the hate from felt, The soft then beaten to make it stubborn. The non-beaten remain soft, like sheets and rolls. They are unmarred by society. Some get dyed in colours, Some retain their purity. The coloured cut, Considered waste. It’s the beaten that suffer all through, But with each process becoming stronger. To face the world, when the time comes. Finishes bring out beauty Shedding the unwanted part of themselves. They walk on to guide and polish others. Stand out Yet blending in nature.
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Mar 4, 2013
Mar 4, 2013 at 1:24 AM UTC
Felt Manufacturing