Global Isolation

Is this how it is meant to be? Brother against brother sister against sister At each others throat living in an abyss of discontent yet not realizing that within each other they can find content. Is this the world we imagined? Fathers against sons Mothers against daughters fighting for a right to ruin each others…

Global Corruption

For a long time We have taken we have killed and we have polluted Forever longer we will keep rendering such pains in the name of survival But when the world gets tired of seething in silence we will cry in anguish and ask why we have deserved the inconveniences to follow.

A new life in a new world

I have imagined a new life it’s not worth a penny, not worth a dime but its mine and yours if you open your minds I have seen something obscene something ferine but not a fiend a disgusting part of us derivation of ideas meant to be broken Be a percipient of my mind be…

Grimace of Disgust

The grimace of disgust that you randomly afford to all there is a nightmare that lives beyond it swims in your treacherous depths ever threatening to make an appearance within the undying threads of your conscience let it reveal itself for once So that you can understand The disgust that lives within you is what…

The Curse of Humanity

Under this big blue sky with the sun shimmering down on the clear flowing water of the ever lasting rivers sprouting from the chasm of colossal mountains I sit at the edge of imagination dangling my feet by the great oak tree And I see, and I think, and I feel, the world is beautiful…

Thinking aloud

Silence … I should try it someday, But for now I will just keep my mouth shut.

Digging my own grave

I wonder what will it take for people to wake from their conscious slumber I ponder as I take a break From digging my own grave.

What do the blind see?

I look around me and I see, confused eyes looking back at me, And when my eyes meet theirs, I look at them and I ask, What do the blind see?

Foolish Sheep

They think you a fool, and you be a fool, they come dressed in while, with a divine sight, And you believe them, As sheep would with the promise of a better graze, You are a fool, And will remain a fool, Lest you remember, That those that come clad in white, Once held your…

A lion roaring with pride

Can you hear the wolves howling? Calling out your name Like a sheep you whisper your prayers into thin air Terror is approaching Your nightmares ready to rip you apart You cower and crawl into your own hide They will sniff you out and care not for your whimpering squeals They will make it slow…

Contradictory Existence

I am not as you think of me to be And I am not as you may know me to be I am not even as I think or know myself to be I am what my conscience stops me to be.

A sigh of relief !

Slowly as the world completes a full circle, I let myself breath again.

Ni Plus, Ni Plus !

Torrid eyes see yonder, Come passion of rest, Wicked reasons let me be, Enough done, Ni plus! Ni plus! Doldrums of violent anger, What nonsense it speaks, Bon Dieu! Bon Dieu! Give meaning to peace. Treason, not hither not thither, Divine trust credits deceit, Silence thy killing daggers, My ale is going weak. Lament thy…

Always move forward

They say there is a tomorrow, one that we have not yet experienced, and tomorrow will be another, something more to discover, move forward they say, always move forward, there is no looking back. I am now in the tomorrow of yester years, looking at the tomorrow beyond, moving forward as they say, never looking…

I refuse to hope

They tell me there is a light at the end of the tunnel I fail to see it but I agree in kind Maybe they need to see it to hope for better But for all that its worth I rather create my own light or darkness I refuse to put my chances on hope.

Drifting Mind

My mind drifts into a dimension not known And in this world it is rendered useless.

Fear of Acceptance

Slowly the world sees a new face, and fail to understand it Not surprising the world was never ready for it. New for whom? The world of course, The face is not new to the beholder It has waited forever to be revealed Slowly and gradually it has been The world did not understand this…

A new existence

It is all falling apart bit by bit, crumbling into an unknown dimension morphing to be the new norm, Is it for better or for worse? we do not know But it will be different for sure we can all feel it A new existence is taking shape All we have to do now is…

There is no place for common sense.

There it is sitting by the riverside, the moon glimmering on its face like the sparkling glimpse of a distant world, Just sitting there casually, not seeming lost even though I feel it is, Staring into the slow flowing water with a wry smile on its face and feet dangling in the cool water playfully…


I wonder if there is anything left in me to wonder, Apart from wondering about the wonderings of my mentally unstable psychosis, I guess I should wonder more, Or perhaps not, either way what is the point, I am as I am, Maybe I need to learn to leave myself alone at times, And so…