Consuming The Zeitgeist,In entirety.Learning all knowledge,Wisdom,That exists.I call them my impossible goals,For a reason -Quite aware of my mortality;In the face of a Human lifespan.But this Infinite Hunger,Will never be sated.So I walk The Long Road Home.Growing.Evolving.Even still.
Hate shilling.Hate shilling myself;Seeing it as an intrusion of Capitalism,Into my Art.Became jaded.Disgusted with how Art is detached,Becoming a product to consume -Rather than an object of beauty,Or a spurring toward self reflection,Or awareness.Hate shilling.Hate shilling.Hate it.
I may be in the top three most prolific poets,In history.But I'll never stop shitposting,Across the internet.Fighting Dead Internet Theory,One silly thought,Joke,Poem,At a time.Even if it's just me,Left alone with bots,& algorithms.I'll still be trying to add Humanity -To The Zeitgeist.
Why this…"Cult Of The Wyrm?"Simple:Atheist,Humanist Beliefs,Are eclipsed by a predominance,Of 50% or more -Along Abrahamic Religious majorities."Western Society."Just to be able to practice my beliefs;Need a veneer of Religion.To ensure protection -Along similar frameworks.See?
American Markets?Completely Fraudulent."Market Maker" Exemptions,Providing "Liquidity,"Which just means price fixing,Market manipulation,Devoid of actual Supply & Demand.As a foreigner,Cannot believe how corrupt the US is.Anybody investing there -Has to be blind,Or in;On the corruption.
Hail from The Land of Sunsets.Sun ruling our lives.From pouring rain,In torrentials -Begging for Sol's light through grey clouds.Then withering under her embrace,As forests burn in drought Summers.Heat.Smoke.Homes to ash.Dawn.Dusk.Twilight.She disappears each eve,Over the Pacific.
Black Shuck.Hound of Ill Omen.Harbinger of our death.Funny.Other forms.My lover Death,Twin to my foe;Center of worship,Entropy.Normally wearing Death's Head.Bleached Skull.I've tried to meet her before,But there's romance in anticipation.She knows she'll have me one day,For certain.
Need no clear coast.Stride confidently towards sunset.People've always feared me.Hated me.Reviled me.So used to being an object,For others to gawk at.From the teenager who went red in the face,Every time I showed her kindness,To Abrahamics who shoot me dirty looks,In the streets.Visible.
My Infinite Creation:Source of nightmares,Strewn with monsters,Societal collapse,Where I die ad infinitum,Most nights,Try as I might to survive.Still -Perhaps I should be grateful.Gifts me waking life imagination.Writer's Block,Has never existed for me.That -Worth dying most nights?
More insane dreams.But at least I managed not to die,Last night.Even if semi truck road trip work,With my old man,Quickly devolved into dimension shifting,Surrealist madness,A la gang wars.Might not be able to use -My lucidity trigger mantra.But at least my obstinance,Toughness,Remains.
Our Wrath,Legendary.Trying desperately not to succumb to evil -Perpetuate the cycles of abuse,Like our kin.Breaking free from darkness,That lingers in our hearts.We know exactly how to hurt you.How to rip your heart in two,Reduce you to tears,With just words.How wretched.Such dark fury.
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Maybe you're right,Elder.When long term plans are real -You warned me to hide.Assured me evil oligarchs,Who rule this world,Will kill me.Make me disappear,For trying to help my species -In defiance of their controls.I swear:I'll never kill myself.So if they do?Seek vengeance.Avenge me.
We're fucking tired.Fatigued with a world,Basking,Revelling in arrogance & stupidity.We always know what to do.Problem solvers to our last.Frustration builds with their doubt.Calling us egotistical.NO YOU FUCKING IDIOTS;We're confident in what we know.Seeing futures,In patterns of data.
He warned them:Told them what'd happen -With power of pattern recognition,Knowledge pool,Foresight.They ignored him.Petty little minds,Ignorant,Arrogant.They always are.Stupid middling masses.So now you watch,As the government sets fires.As their homes you tried to save,Burn to the ground.
You told me:Why help those,Who refuse to listen to us?Told me Humanity doesn't deserve our gifts.Heavy black steel shackles,Our myriad double-edged axes.You seek hermitage,In the wilds.Understand such sentiments.But there're sparse few;Self aware.Intelligent.They still deserve our hope.
Old Man.Logger Guru.Can see your light faltering.Crushed by the weight of the world:Finance plus abuse.They want to use you.Like they all wanted to use & abuse me.Disgusted by our existence,Yet demanding our talents,Genius,For themselves.Refuse to let them.No more.Keep your light.
I'll never commit crimes of passion.Asexual spectrums -Crossing neurodivergence,In myriad ways.Not lacking in passion,Per Say.But fueled by other things,Than romance.Watching lovebirds from the sidelines,Gawking at their lack of control.Atypical.Outsider looking in.They can't help it.
Fire & Flame,Are just physics instances,To be tamed.Plasma or explosion;Driving pistons in our engines,Both gasoline,Kerosene,Or diesel.Science gave us dominion,Over the natural.Yet only the clever amongst us,Use it sustainably,Methodically,Intelligently.Funnily,Loggers most of all.
'Twas gaslit by the foulest,Most malignant covert narcissists.To a point where my lexicon was so sharp -I was accused of being the cruelest,When intending emotional harm.Cursing is but frivolity -To lumberjacks.My words cut to bone.My glares shoot daggers.My heart pumps diesel.Fie!Run!