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The Hub is ON LINE

The Hub of CreatiV is online!!

WELCOME ALL! I am the Master of the Hub, Dusty_PlZ, and this is Studio CreatiV!

Here, I will post stories, poems, and the occasional bit of personal news. Be sure to check in from time to time to see what is new! This whole experience is new to me, so bear with me, as I don’t really know what I’m doing (*embarassed LOL*!)

Now, onward!!!

A quick recap of how screwed we are

I know the world is looking at America right now and thinking “Wow, am I glad I don’t live there!” With a weak government, a court system of fanatical maniacs and a money-laundering operation that might just bring about the end of humanity, things are fucked like a kid on Epstein’s island (too soon?)

And that’s just America’s problems!! I mean, if the nations my readers live in are doing okay by them, great! But as comfy as I am, I still feel a sense of dread about how things are going, and WHERE things will lead.

I’m writing this to let anyone else who feels like this is a Bronze Age collapse but with WiFi and cars know: they’re sane. It’s normal to feel so stressed at the state of the world. I’d worry about the people who not only aren’t stressing, but enjoying these events. They’re the dangerous ones…

I also want everyone to know that if we want things to get better, we have to band together. Create links to people, online and in person, so you all can get through the storms. Also, might be a good time to learn how to grow and raise food outside the grocery store. Just a thought.

Well, that’s all for now. Till next time, friends!!

“Know your place”- a short story

My best friend died today in a pool of blood,

Shot by a cop.

He was protesting for equality

For equity,

But none of that matters to those boys in blue.

They came within minutes,

Bullying,

Beating,

Dragging protesters and throwing them in the squad cars.

How many will we see again?

Not my friend.

He tried to stop the cops from beating his girlfriend.

So they shot him.

When they are asked about it weeks later they will say

“He should’ve known his place”

Yet they never have to learn theirs…

The sorry state

Millions for others

But nothing for us

Our government is looting us

Leaving us to go bust.

Want an education?

Well fuck you,

Give that funding to police

And incarceration!

If you hate how things are

Fuck you again!

Only two parties to choose

Only two to choose

So choose how you die

Starving or screaming,

What’s your choice?

You’ll love the ruling class

You don’t have a voice,

They do what they want

Get away with what they want too,

Cause the law is for us poors

So get down on your floors

Or you and your children be shot

Our troops are merciless

And a little bit Nazi

But don’t badmouth them

Or you’re the enemy!

What a state

This nation is in

One foot in the grave

The other in the shitter

I know this poem isn’t great

But as protest it is wittier!

They keep their hands clean

They keep their hands clean

We work in the shit

They keep their hands clean

We work in the shit

They keep their chins high

We hang our heads low

They keep their chins high

We hang our heads low

They keep their chins high!!!

😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡

While we work they destroy

What little we have left

While we work they destroy

What little we have left

While we work

(Harder, harder)

They destroy!

While we work

(Till you drop)

They destroy!

While They keep their hands clean

(How much will we take?)

While They keep their hands clean

(How much will we take??)

While They keep their heads high

(How much will we take?!?)

While they keep their heads high!!!

This was written out of anger at the way things are and a general hatred of the status quo. Also, I found out that cops at Uvalde locked a school shooter in a classroom with children-with his intended victims!!-and did nothing as a whole class died.

“I feared for my life, so I shot an unarmed man!!” “I feared for my life, so I didn’t shoot a heavily armed man!!” WHY DO WE HAVE COPS?! I’ll tell you why-to keep us down!! They only work to subjugate us! They’re the rich man’s attack dogs!

I’m just so angry. Can you tell I live in America? I’m fed up with this country…

Till next time, everyone…

To My Brothers in Arms

To my brothers in arms, respect

To my sisters of mercy, kindness

To the sons of liberty, respect

To the daughters of freedom, love

To my family, hope

To my enemies, destruction

-If you haven’t guessed I get really political at times! Hard not to when an entire government of upper class men is trying to kill you and everyone you care about…

I’m working on a Tom and Vince story! A kind of reboot of sorts after I left everything dangling for a bit. I don’t know how long it’ll take-I tend to write from the seat of my pants 😬 but soon, I hope…

Till next time!

The Throne

We live and we die

Under your watchful eyes

When we speak

We’re ignored

While you sit in your tower

Dropping mud on our heads

If there’s a God

Does he hear?

Does he even care at all?

When we plea for some help

When we plea for our lives

As you sit on your throne

Filling your face with pie!

We won’t be ignored forever

Someday will come a purge

Enjoy your time on your throne

‘fore we take it for our own!