They tell scary stories about fake werewolves
because they don’t want you to know about the real kind.
They want you to be frightened
of their nature and their name.
They don’t want you to go looking for them
in willow groves and abandoned factories,
in refugee camps and ghost
Bad people sharpen their teeth on old car parts
and stick pins into soft creatures.
They stare at you intently
figuring out how to take you to pieces
and plant your bones in the earth to grow slaves.
You and I are not like the bad people.
We like it
I've been hearing rumblings for a while now that Twitter has been unfollowing people from anti-establishment accounts, and some of my readers have told me they've been unfollowed from me, so I've been keeping an eye on it but my follower account appeared to be
They always teach the young
about the bank and the police station,
but they never tell them
about the cuckoo clocks behind their faces
or the ghost whales swimming in the streets.
They say look both ways and don’t eat drugs,
but they never say
God is copulating with your field
This Red Scare reboot keeps getting stranger and stranger.In a recent discussion with Infowars' Alex Jones, Luis Elizondo of To The Stars Academy spoke about new video footage of UFO phenomena recently released by the Pentagon, and says the three videos that have been released so far
Quiet on the set, please!
I need more light on her face.
More powder, she’s sweating like a pig.
I don’t know, must be all the lights.
Okay, I think we’re about ready to start.
Lean into the mic please, Caitlin?
Yeah, just lean right into it.
We really need
"Rise, like lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number!
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you:
Ye are many—they are few!"
This excerpt from Percy Bysshe Shelley's "The Masque of Anarchy" was read by Jeremy Corbyn at the 2017 Glastonbury festival before an audience of
In The Garden
In the garden there are owl orchids and eye orchids
and a bench made of cyclops ivory for the weary wanderer to rest
and settle in to the meat of the moment.The air is saturated with pollyn and resonant whirring
as prismatic vortexes move from sunflower
Forgive me everyone, but I’m knackered. I’m going to take the morning off, slide my aching body into a bath with the book my sister loaned me ages ago and get lost in one of Liane Moriarty’s finest. However, my worse half Tim Foley has
I'm having a really hard time.I always do my best to speak the truth in a loud and unmitigated voice because the sociopaths who rule us have built an empire on the fact that they are bold and assertive while the healthy are meek and