Come and Read
Authority is evil, and we all know it
Attracting the worst of society,
The degenerates and the sociopaths.
The halls of power are lined with the blood of the innocent.
The revolutionaries, the dreamers, the pure
All victims
All to be sacrificed by the mighty
At the altar of power.
We must rise.
We must fight the powerful
Any way we can.
And in fighting we may die
But to live under the powerful is worse.
Alone in the world
Naysayers abound
“You are wrong” they say
“You false prophet!”
They spit and curse at you.
“How DARE you question our god!!”
If they only knew
That their god was false
Like the last one was.
Gotta keep moving.
To stay in this town is death.
New gods every 4 years and nothing gets better…
Yet no one cares.
“We got our god” they say
“And they do no wrong
For their shit is golden
And smells of strawberries.”
They are starving, filthy, poor
Hopeless!!
HOPELESS!!!!
Must keep going…
Just a few more miles to go.
Maybe there will be sanity in the next town…
Describe something you learned in high school.
Junior High wasn’t a good time for me. The first year, I was bullied till I had several paranoid/mental breakdowns and my parents threatened to sue the school. Next year, I spent a lot of time avoiding school-my mind associated the place with trauma (wonder why…)
However, between being pelted with urine-soaked paper towels and playing hooky to avoid the previous sentence I took a beginner class in German. That class was probably the best time I ever had in Jr High…
I learned a few words and phrases that cling to my mind to this day. I learned to count to ten:
Einz
Zwei
Drei
Fehr
Fumf
Sechs
Seiben
Acht
Neun
Zehn! And I probably mangled the spelling of a lot of those (I remember the sound of the numbers more than the spelling…)
I learned that a beautiful woman (or a fly honey in 90’s speak) was a honig- also the word for what bees make!
But, most importantly…
I learned that apfelkuchen (apple cake) tastes awesome and kicks MAJOR ASS!! Story behind that lesson is my teacher brought over a custom baked apple cake for the class. I was so enamored by the taste-the caramel over the apples, the cinnamon crumbles-I not only had seconds, I said out loud “Man, apfelkuchen kicks ass!” Which garnered a laugh from my classmates.
Like I said, best time I had in Jr high.
Till next time!
Been experimenting with making memes for a short time and I wanna share what I made! Here they are…
I know this has less than nothing to do with writing-sorry. But I like it cuz it’s a way to be creative in bite size bits. Some things take less than a sentence to say…
Till next time!
What job would you do for free?
Would I work my dream job… for free?
Such a silly question!
Even if it were my dream job,
Payment for services is important.
Why should anyone work for free?
That is slavery!
Which,
Last time I checked,
Was ILLEGAL.
Work for free?
No such thing!
Which aspects do you think makes a person unique?
What makes us unique
Is in the personality-how we act and react to people and other stimuli
It’s in our experiences-the events both personal and societal that shape us
It’s in our traumas-the bad times and how we deal with them
It’s in our triumphs-victories both big and small.
What makes us unique? One question with a million different answers.
But in the end,
What makes us all unique is… just us.
Oh, Rona
Why must you hurt me so?
I didn’t mean to cross you,
And now I wish you’d go
Hey Rona,
How did life make you so cruel?
Life is hard as it is
Without you breaking the rules
Please Rona
Why don’t you make up your mind
Will you leave my life quickly
Could you ever be so kind?
Rona, Rona, oh ohh Rona…
In honor of my coronavirus infection I got over the weekend. Till next time!
Worrying about the future
Whether it be fear of war
Or that upcoming job interview
Anxiety is a strong emotion
The source of all trauma
But we can rise above
From the depths of despair
To the stars
And beyond
We have been failed
We are not the failure
The rich and lazy
Are to blame
We are blameless
We have been failed
They take from us
Endlessly
Ceaselessly
Having no shame
No guilt or dissonance
And they call us undeserving?
Fuck them!!
We must not be dulled
We must put an end to the wealthy
And their corrupt ways
We must end the government with which they torment us
We
Must
R I S E
Oligarchs rake the profits
Off the backs of you and me
Relentless
Cold hearted secret police
Keep the twisted “order”
To Punish and Enslave
For the political class,
The old grifter’s club!
Selling our freedoms to the highest bidders
We have no leaders
All killed by the secret police
COINTELPRO never ended
It only evolved.
We can condemn socialism
But fascism? NEVER!!!
For where would our old grifters be
If they had to deal fairly with us?
Perish the thought!
America is evil
America is bad
As an American, I fear my country like I fear damnation.
For what is hell,
But the absence of a voice?
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