the power of words
there is much truth in this statement… many current sources that influence other people’s lives through their words seem to do so without care, without thought or else with deliberate malice/self-interest/manipulative-intent aforethought. I think it’s true that great care should be taken in the words we use when we are trying to communicate clearly and […]
the nihilist
something or nothing? post-christmas nihilism. a momentary inspiration that resulted in the following poem: the nihilist I’m making a nihilistI’m checking me twice(Still trying to find outIf I’m “naughty or nice”) If life is just futileAnd nothing has mattered –Won’t it have been pointlessWhen all brains are scattered? If cities should crumbleAnd the planet implodeAnd […]
what’s the point and what happens next?
jotted in response to a social media post — namely (screenshot): In all probability we all simply play a cosmically short and intrinsically minor role in the process of the One Source of everything, the Supreme Consciousness (the thing that some people like to refer to as God) experiencing itself through the billions of explicit […]
some passing thoughts on death
(initially written as a brief response to the suggestion that ‘people aren’t afraid of death but afraid of the uncertainty of what comes after death’:) even ‘Death’ can become a matter of ‘fight or flight’. But if there is fear then I think that it is not so much the fear of what may be […]
homage to sir john betjeman
I had a fondness for Sir John Betjeman back in the 70’s. His influence has since often left an imprint on my own output, dare I suggest? But now It’s intriguing, and not a little disturbing, that his spirit can be so readily invoked to live on… A new poem prompted (by me — which […]
what did nostradamus see?
another short poem for the moment… ‘The Seer-Saw’ Is this what Nostradamus saw? In quatrains foretelling earthly Hell Of fires and strife, of flames and war Such scenes as these it seems could well Have been what filled the seer’s mind And made him wont to write of doom Of burning lands and angry mobs, […]
where the angels now?
in Los Angeles, on this day, the fires are still burning: this brief effort is far too short to be an ‘ode’ — “A classic ode is structured in three major parts: the strophe, the antistrophe, and the epode.” This short poem is only structured in one part ‘the catastrophe’. LA-to-Zero The Alphabet streets are […]
Christmas 2024
Just a quick thought, essentially a response to a facebook post trying to logically (but erroneously) argue that ‘God cannot exist’, but the short thesis below is perhaps apposite to the season:Many good wishes to all who stumble on this blog and may 2025 be a blessed year for you all… especially given the various […]
britannia: britons ever shall be slaves
written during the period of UK elections in the wake of ‘brexit’ and the pandemic management debacle — which included the wilful killing of thousands of elderly people, who were drugged to death so that they could be added to the largely fictitious ‘covid’ toll in order to boost the narrative that corrupt politicians and […]
big pharma: fleecing the sheep
just prior to coming across the video production Vaxxed III from Children’s Health Defense (a heartrending film that everyone should watch) I had jotted down a short verse… as follows: Big Pharma ‘Big Pharma’ they call themThough they plough not a fieldAnd they care not a jotFor how much crops yieldThey keep not a chickenNor […]