You couldn't.That's what the idiots don't get.Yes I use my real name.Have a website.Open Secret Vibes:Despise Shills & Shilling.Why else would my work be mostly free?I'll never sell out from my ideals,For cash.Not now.Not ever.Morals & Values?Worth much more to me than gold.Or silver.
My Work
Walk Forwards, Eternal.
Let our gentle paths,Guide us unto salvation.Demanding Pacifism;Of ourselves.Of others.In hopes of gentler tomorrows.Ones we've never had.Never even seen.Luck?Probability is mappable.Chaos Theory;A la Three Body Problems.Clench my teeth,Grit fists with gravel,Walk Forwards,Eternal.
Marcellus.
Was Marcellus a great poet?Not particularly.Yet we share the root -In that our words come from within,To remain without.Just because he went first,Doesn't mean I won't follow.Justice remains broken.Our words remain hollow.But our voices still echo,Long past our return to Void;& Entropy.
Sharp & Crooked.
These teeth will grind,& crush themselves to dust:Insofar as thy heart is clenched between them.Sharp & crooked,Like other ancient yellowed shards of enamel.Blood pouring from ventricles,Atria.Iron I take.From you.For me.Proteins As Carnivore Truths.Unlike most wild beasts,Prefer muscle...
The Hunchback Of Notre Dame.
On scales of insufferability,I do tend middling at best.Moles or growths,Plus some remains -Of keratin or cartilage spikes.Half an eyebrow missing,From a decade-old folly.Skin stretched white & purple,As far as it can;Without tearing.In some places it did,Healed back together.Suffered so...
Graveyard For Toys. \\ Hollow Empty Black Sockets.
Forgotten amidst weeds,As ever.Cosmic equivalent,Of a graveyard for toys.Where I once came to rot -Festering,Bloating,As all flesh eventually does.'Til naught but spirit & bone,As the best of us.Hollow Empty Black Sockets.Death's Head:In full display.Madness Lies This Way.Are You Sure?
Sour-Sweet.
No sense wasting all this wanting.Dragging our tongues,Along lines of sucrose.Lemon-Miracle Fruit.Sour-Sweet.Lost somewhere between.Need,I merely fill.Want,Offers chances to play.Dance!Frolic.Until the end comes,As all good things must endure.Interlapping beginnings & endings,Forever.
Piles of Maddened Scrawlings, Scattered Across A Dead Internet.
Let me dissolve.Back to atoms without shape.Holding space between matter,Plus antimatter,Divide separated -By the smallest portions of my infinity.Cutting holes in spacetime.Stitching dimensions,Until many become one.I become none.Piles of maddened scrawlings,Scattered across a dead internet.
No More Family To Speak Of.
This it?Deciding moment.Culling the last ties;To be completely alone.No more family to speak of.Independent at last.Autonomous,Even if I have to live in the wilds -Like a feral wildling again.Can I sever that final bond?Finally be free.Yet also so very alone.Good at that.Unfortunately.
“Will you laugh me asleep, for I am very heavy?”
So am I.My heart fracturing,Fragmenting into ten thousand pieces.As if I hadn't just finally,Reassembled the shards.Will this laughter,Eventually die?No longer cackle;Grim macabre,Morbid Humor,Black sarcasm.From dark,Back to dark.I want to laugh.I do.Perhaps I'm forgetting how.
Alone Like Nikola.
But that's my fate,Perhaps.To be alone like Nikola,Until I die.Nobody wants me.Nobody needs me.So I remain the Hermit.Avoiding other Humans,Out of disgust with their ignorance,Or bigotry.Never shit talk others in private,But fucking hell do I get shit talked about,Like it's going out of style.
“Equality.”
What a piece of shit.Holding my opinions & values -Equal to those,Of my shitty, chronic liar kin.My six years of university?Equal to some right wing conspiracy,Spewed by an idiot.My two degrees,Decade of teaching experience?Ignored.Somehow -Hypocrisy.Ignorance.Thrives.
Goodnight, Void #308
Goodnight,Void.Never been as angry,As this past few years.Seeing people finally for who they are.Ugly bigots.Wretched kin,Who spread lies with nary a fact check.Who hate people like me.Perhaps that.Deepest betrayal.Family.Stabbing me through the holes in my ribcage,Until I've no blood left to bleed.
Afraid To Love.
I'm afraid to love.Sure of the hurt that will come,Certain of the loneliness that persists.Trying to heal what is broken,After it has been shattered across the floor,However many times before.Such love is deep,Echoing the infinite depths like whalesong.Yet fragile,Still.
“You Are The Company You Keep.” \\ PROPER FOOLS SHOULD BE MERRY.
"You Are The Company You Keep."Fools.Grow so tired of fools.PROPER FOOLS SHOULD BE MERRY.Only fools of the ignorant variety left,I see.Pathetically Emotional.Failing at objectivity.Useless,Towards my goals of Human Utopia.Regressive,In beliefs,Heresy,To my demands for Truth.Yet I've always been...
For Whom Truth & Fact Are Divinities.
For someone like me?For whom truth & fact are divinities?Lies are worse than poison.Those who spew false propaganda -Are dishonourable curs.Ignorant cowards,Too stupid to bother looking for truth.The exact disease,Plaguing our species.Leading us to extinction.Fuck these right wing idiots.
I’ll Disown Them Fucking All.
Speaking to The Void,Just to cement resolve.As of now:Refuse to talk politics with family,Ever again.My knowledge treated as dogshit,As they do the same shitty garbage forever more.Believing in,Voting for conservatives,No matter what.Lying.Shifting goal posts.Me,Forced to "prove it."Never them.
Right Wing Political Supporters:
Right Wing Political Supporters:Step one;Be naturally stupid & easily led,Usually tricked via one's ignorance,Bigotry,Or arrogance.Abuse either their inability to think critically,Or their apathy & sloth,To never verify what they're told.Step Two;Fall for populist politics,Repeat...
“He will steal, sir, an egg out of a cloister. For rapes and ravishments he parallels Nessus. He professes not keeping of oaths; in breaking ’em he is stronger than Hercules. He will lie, sir, with such volubility, that you would think truth were a fool.”
Such slander was a norm.Fighting:Morals,Mine Vs. Theirs.Playing Imperative:My myths & legends,Always skewed evil.Leaned into the bit.Neurodivergent Life.Heard it all to my face:Retard.Gay.Fag.Gossip & rumors follow my wake,In this Universe.So I only speak truth;Detesting their lies.
Modern Slavery By Another Name. // Oligarch Cabals.
Whelp.What else can we do?Individuals,Fighting for our futures.Any other than this one!Billions of people -All struggling against the yoke,Of wage slavery capitalism.Modern slavery by another name,Of course.As oligarch cabals;Dictate everything about our lives.Money "talking," still.