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Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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basking vision
Category: Writing and Poetry
afterward awake
inner bubble dancing denies sleep
tingle flesh delight
an insatiable relate
pregnant dawn now rises
with promise of this fate
6:17 PM
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Tuesday, October 28, 2008
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creature comfort
Category: Writing and Poetry
this embodied creature
emerged from the slime
an (im)perfect answer
with questions to find
crawling through undergrowth
it looked for a sign
avoiding the traps
from a previous time
leaving a trail
so others can climb
but for this search
there would be a crime
an innocent query
if not by design
offering the questions
for YOU to define
these subtle acts
can make for sublime
8:47 PM
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Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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Friday, September 19, 2008
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have some cake...
Category: News and Politics
... in other news -
bank of america now own merril lynch
lloyds not only own tsb but now also halifax & bank of scotland (hbos) - magic!
and weren't the olympics/para-olympics just fab
music - 'cake' cover war pigs
5:06 PM
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Friday, October 31, 2008
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hopes* from underground
Category: Writing and Poetry
inertia seeps into conscious, aware mind
not quite deliberate as Fyodor might say
inevitable nor complete
peronalised , radicalised
subtle hints of frustrated communication
to court an audience
hope/faith least some identify
...
10:45 PM
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Thursday, October 23, 2008
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::contemporary conjurer::
Category: Writing and Poetry
fermented blood potential
innards on display
thought tangled manifestation
spells artist of the day
magic mind fecundity
'stead duping parlour game
7:09 PM
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Saturday, September 06, 2008
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’work is not worth’ & ’nations’
Category: Writing and Poetry
work is not worth
why do people speak of dreams in poems? who
has time for dreams when minds are signed away
on the employment contract?
day after day
the noble hand at toil is a myth
the honest sweaty brow is a lie
time is stolen
and the will to live becomes the fight to stay alive
let them eat the fruits of their labour let them eat
their own skin with cutlery made from their own bones let them
kill themselves in order to live
we
are occupied by our occupation
day after day
year after year
paying for the right to die
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words by wordjunkie
http://www.myspace.com/wordjunkiespace
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nations . .
The true glory and strength of a nation
is achievement in common ideals
inviting polarity of passions
working within Natures' wheel
With accepted needs, privately agreed
ideas of hope take form
rhythm swells to momentum
freely, the Politic is born
Manly brute, more strength than sense
nourished in narrow perception
paving blue Earth an invisible fence
thriving on civil deception
Then higher need, closer to greed
kind nature crushed beneath
too slow to heed her darling seed
as dark ideas grew teeth
On which side, crazy human divide
were simple ideals lost first
when compassion hides like future pride
and still our neighbours thirst . .
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words by bru
http://www.myspace.com/weebru
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10:50 PM
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Thursday, November 13, 2008
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somewhat docile beast
Category: Writing and Poetry
he did not slay the beast
he tamed it
feeds it now and then
strokes it some
occasionally walks it on a leash
he understands it's murmers
knows it's loneliness
respects it
gives it space for play
happier than before
less ugly
nothing to fear
4:24 PM
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Sunday, November 02, 2008
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~sycophant dance~
Category: Writing and Poetry
few favoured
multitudes' misfortune
lookers too little
others obliged
same old endless song plays to monotonous beat
as inbred elite sit tapping their feet
they make us perform this sycophant dance
the record will change when each take a stance
the few
the multitudes
the lookers
the others
each in their own special way
can emerge from the trance
6:06 PM
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Thursday, August 28, 2008
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*body trick*
Category: Writing and Poetry
FUCKING LIKE ANIMALS
unaware of the trick
intracellular communications remain open
conscious cells receive signals
peptide receptors accept penetration
and the youth lives on.....
(theory worth practical experiment)
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Online Videos by Veoh.com
2 min sample www.movingpicturecompany.com
11:05 PM
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