Revel In Their Ignorance.

Revel In Their Ignorance.

Some people,Revel in their ignorance.Arrogant grandstanding -Pushing beliefs onto innocents.Stupidity,My greatest enemy.Slimy zealotry -Ugly attempts at conversion.Once people learn the truth,They can't go backwards.Your lies,Your fictions,Want education,Most of all.

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Faith As A Footnote.

Faith As A Footnote.

Fade into history,Your faith as a footnote,In humanity's story.Cease your attempts,At indoctrination.Stop your hate -At the root.Queer lives,Will be glad to see you gone.What a wasteful mistake,Having done so much damage,Held humanity back,For millennia.Enough.

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I Want To Emancipate My Species.

I Want To Emancipate My Species.

This nirvana,Is temporary.As they all are.Beautiful creation -Will be what we leave behind,Long after we die.Inspiring others,Long after we're dead.What beautiful long game,Eh?Enlightenment,Comes.Goes.I want to emancipate my species.

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Use ‘Em As Ya Wish –

Use ‘Em As Ya Wish –

As Ever -Take My Visage,Various Forms;Method Acted Characters.Use 'Em As Ya Wish -Taking Art To Twist,New Stories,Different Endings.Show Me That Kaleidoscope,Good Or Evil,Latter More Malleable To Great Tales.Greyscapes."Fatal Flaw."Hubris.Too much Ego Death,To play those old tropes.

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All Kitchen Cupboards & Fireworks.

All Kitchen Cupboards & Fireworks.

"Salary Man Blues.""Morris Stegosaurus."(Latter crashing on my couch post-Slam.)McRae. (Johnny, Not Some Nameless Clan Witch.)Beauty In Glasses,All Kitchen Cupboards & Fireworks.Known lotta people.Some Sondered At,More Than Others.No footage of old Slams exist,Save 1,Untitled.Lost?Heh.

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Apples, Razor Blades, Oranges, Shards Of Glass.

Apples, Razor Blades, Oranges, Shards Of Glass.

Teach Me,Please.Fill my memory banks with endless new knowings,That I might weave together in infinite bliss -Into Poetry.Taking In Worlds With Pattern Recognition;Synthesizing Idealisms,Or Utopias,From Fragmented, Disparate Parts.Apples,Razor Blades,Oranges,Shards Of Glass.Cherries.

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Twice.

Twice.

Nothing to mourn but ashes,You know?Took the shotgun to my dead selves,Twice.Then burned any remainders to black & white,Enriching soil with carbon.Blowing away in winter storm winds.This cryptid I am now?It consists of better selves -Even if unmasked,Refusing masking.Witch.Shhhhhhhhhh:

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Prefer Red Meat.

Prefer Red Meat.

Prefer Red Meat.Moose Most,Beef, Bison, Buffalo, Elk, Or Deer Thereafter.Fisherman Young,Only to take to it.Like BBQ Salmon,But naught much else in Fish -Save Cephalopods,Or Crustaceans.Protein & Complex Carbs:At my absolute best my body craves it,Not much else.Remembering who I've been.

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Funny How Things Work Out, Eh Lady?

Funny How Things Work Out, Eh Lady?

Funny How Things Work Out,Eh Lady?Did my best to take care of your kids,Now you're here taking care of me.Maybe my dreams of Anarchist Collectives,Aren't so far-fetched.Cooperation.Maybe It starts here:With Simple Reciprocities,To Take Care Of The Communities We Choose;To Participate In.

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Goodnight, Void #494

Goodnight, Void #494

Goodnight,Void.Hold my solitary confinement,Somewhat sacred.Like two-way mirror,Transparent as much as reflective.Hermit Guru.Strange Cryptid Person,Claiming Witchcraft.Pointing Metaphors Like Gun Barrels.Nobody wants me.That's fine.I want me."Bonus Time."Should enjoy it.Not worry it.

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Physics of steel & size reduced.

Physics of steel & size reduced.

Freezing hands to cold metal,Ripping off skin.Numb rattling of diesel engines -Somewhere behind.25-Tonne Slows,Physics of steel & size reduced.My frail body aches,In bed.All from simple shadowboxing.Naught a decade ago,Did so with weights in both fists.Have old wounds finally caught up?

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My Darkest.

My Darkest.

My darkest,Can't be held by any Human,I've ever met.Seething boiling vacuum,Infinite Hunger emanating,From Infinite Void.Sucking At My Matter,At Yours,At Everything.You do not exist:A person who can cup palms,Around such endless despair.Agony & suffering exuding,Like an aura of death.

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Rest Gawk.

Rest Gawk.

Full Cafes,Close To Closing.Holding Soliloquy With Myselves.Bickering Masses;THEY KNOW!You're not greatest.Never will be.You're shooting quantity,Tangible countable things.So what if I drop two hundred,In a day?Only those following,Would know Sisyphus in my efforts.Rest Gawk.Norm. F-

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But Infinite Shades Of Grey Sure Do.

But Infinite Shades Of Grey Sure Do.

Sloth Oft Takes Me,After Bouts Of Gluttony.Greed Easy To Shirk,Same Immortalities -To Lust,Pride,Wrath,Envy,Amongst Other Things -Unlisted in old scriptures;Ones I hold as Museum Pieces.Sad History Of Abuse;Damage Across Humanity.Sin Doesn't Exist.But Infinite Shades Of Grey Sure...

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In Three Body Problems & Beyond.

In Three Body Problems & Beyond.

The World Is Still Filled,With Secular Blessings.Chaos Theory Incarnate;In Three Body Problems & Beyond.Infinity:Held:"For The Future:So you remember ehat we thought about,Even through our ending as a species." Second Most Prolific Poet,Walks To Cafe On Boxing Day:"Pondering,Typos adding...

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“To the games, my friend.”

“To the games, my friend.”

Not Today,Dead Man.Today I rise,Shake off thick, crispy layers,Of Rust.Slow -Yet Steady.Pouring out words in a digital haze -Assembling my false empire,Of hollow wisdoms;Nobody wants to hear.Nobody can keep up with it all:So I'm working for myself,& dead scholars in centuries to come.

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A World That Treats Beauty Kindly, Ugly Worse.

A World That Treats Beauty Kindly, Ugly Worse.

No photos of me,For hungry eyes.Old Troll I Am,My beauty?Long gone.Ground out of me over time:In scars & sufferings.Obese:Empty -Of Visual Cues.Beyond Allosexual Spectrums;I exist apart.Yet still must endure the commonalities,Of the masses.A World That Treats Beauty Kindly,Ugly Worse.

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Will They Ever Jail All The Oligarchs?

Will They Ever Jail All The Oligarchs?

Humanity?A Mess.Zero Leadership;Towards Humanist Utopias.9 Billion Scuttling Apes,Focused On The Five Feet In Front,& Behind Them.Self-Centered.Ignorant En Masse.Struggling To Do More,Than Work As Slaves,Survival:For Pittance Wages.Will They Ever Jail All The Oligarchs?Billionaires?

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Goodnight, Void #7223

Goodnight, Void #7223

Goodnight, Void.Forget was ever here.Entropy: Only one I care about,Only opinion I value.Death is a piss-poor muse,Regardless of her as a lover.Romance is dead.But demand only absolutes -Romance so powerful,Even Titans Can Be Swayed.Show Me The Shape Of Your Heart,Try Not To Crush It.

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Wel-

Wel-

Lust?Foreign To Me.Sounds Annoying,To Be Always Wanting,Never Having.Can Empathize Though -With you rabid allosexuals.My dopamine drips,Are always a drop too empty.Yet regardless of how good I am,At something -Some things just become a chore.Alien?Sure.Queer?Definitely.Strange?Wel-

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The Pickup Truck Diaries: “The Second Most Prolific Poet In History” & Goal Setting.

Let’s start this edition of The Pickup Truck Diaries with a rhetorical question: “How does one go about achieving the goals they’ve set for themselves?” I’ll give you a few minutes to pause and think about that. Most folks have already started churning their brains into realistic “brass tacks”...

Central Universe Science Fiction Shorts: An Update!

Campfire. Come gather 'round the campfire. Let me tell you a story. Several small ones, in fact! It started a month or two ago, when I had a bunch of hits on "Our Better Angels" via the 'ol analytics. Now, I've been running this little business for half a decade - so out of neurotic perfectionism,...

McRae’s MTG Corner: The Rainbow Bible. (AKA The Rukarumel “Gay Pirates!” Tribal Tribal CEDH Primer.)

WARNING: This piece clocks in at 62,000+ words. It currently holds the record for longest "CEDH Primer" ever written. (Although it's more like a textbook or resource guide to Tribal Archetypes, and Rainbow/5c Magic, really.) It is over half the size of my sci fi books. Please remember to drink...

McRae’s MTG Corner: Tempo For Dummies (Especially For Commander.)

Aight, we back yet again. Somehow in my long years of being an L1 Judge and Modern and EDH player, I had never realized that learning tempo in Magic The Gathering is a rather visceral experience, in that you learn experientially. For the layman, that means that you have to learn that deep sense of...

McRae’s MTG Corner: Siloing CEDH & EDH

Ew, I got CEDH in my EDH… Today we’re here to talk about power levels in the casual commander format, as well as how to encourage better CEDH & EDH play by more carefully separating the two formats despite their strange interwoven nature. As a “retired” L1 Judge for Magic: The Gathering, I’m...

Dear Queers,

Dear Queers,Blood is irrelevant.Most families are fucked,Anyway.Found family?More important -Than pleasing bigots.Disowned family myself;Disgusting animals who refused to accept me -Dead naming the whole way.Dear Queers,Fuck blood.Family should never come at the cost,Of being yourself.

Helixes In Motion.

The glorious spiral.Helixes in motion.Evolution is a vast web,Competing.Changing.Evolving.I was taught to drill upwards,Towards the heavens.Spew fire,Across the stars.We are changing,Iota by iota.Until we are something new,Entirely.

My Hunger Grows.

My Hunger Grows.Licking my lips,Running tongue along the points -Of my canine teeth.I WANT EVERYTHING.Moth to lamp.Frog to water.Sensation Gorging,Long & hard.When will I be sated?When I consume The Universe.Purge it of greedy,Selfish,Bad faith actors.Chomp at the marrow of Oligarchs.

“How green you are and fresh in this old world!”

Aye,Dead Man.Old World,Older Truths.The Brutal Calculus:Reality Quantified -From Food Chains or Ecologies,To Astrophysics.Laws of absolutes -Humanity meddles with.Green.White.Blue.Brown.Colors of our homeworld,Speckled with dots of light at night.Fresh?No.Rotten.Decaying Orbits.

Foolish Lack Of Self Awareness.

Titles mean nothing to me.Collect 'em haphazardly -Throwing each upon a pile,Oh so similar to my poems.By now I have thousands,Yet only others seem to care?Many Humans;Treat such titles as evidence,Of their worth!What foolish lack,Of self awareness!No.Won't use mine for clout.Or power.

Take Us Home.

Speed Of Darkness,Take Us Home.Everything Other Than Photons,What About Covers…Anything Light Don't Touch.Shadowman,See my endless mouths of teeth?Tar Pits Oozing Black Ichor Venom.Cryptids One & All.Entropy?My Mistress.My Master.My Mortality.Inanimate Guarantees.Beautiful Sadnesses.

Demons Like Us.

What allies?Demons like us,Can count our sins for days.Ratio rations.Only enough to keep us going.Dangerous to everyone around us -So playing out exile,As the stage once called us to do.Know what it is to be hated,Reviled,Mocked,Slandered.Boiling with bloody hellfire.Cold rage as fuel.

Belly Up.

Perhaps there's no solace,For monsters like me.Writing silent dirges in the dark.Fighting to stay Humanist,Pay penance.Avoid death spirals of Misanthropy.I am tired of being misconstrued by others.Sick of rolling over,Belly up.Infamy or not,I'll ignore their bastardizations,Of my truths.

I Can Hear Your Prayers.

I can hear your whispered prayers,Out here in the void.Pleas to an absent creator,Who never talks back,Never existed in the first place.Conjured up by the dead.Are thoughts & prayers,Meant to be a secret?Or…Does it scare you,To know us cryptids are listening?What is your devotion worth?When...

Lazarus Effect.

Feels strange,To begin anew -Although nothing was ever lost.What little following,Remains.My source,Has always been independence.Holding my own space,When nobody else will.Don't need those thousands,From other platforms.Just need one pair of eyes,Or ears,& a heart.These poems,For you.

For A Friend.

Dear, you mean more than some underscore written by a semantic. Right now you’re frantic, it probably feels like your heart’s been torn right out of the bone cage you were born in, leaving you to bleed out lost and alone. I surmise that my eyes can’t pierce your pain, much like the rain can’t...

Raw Self.

These old bones.I tell a thousand tales,One for every mirrored face.Ancient aches,Subtle loveliness.You have never been more beautiful,Than your most honest,Raw self.Let it out.I can hear it screaming.Take it from this mentor,Retired from duty.Let it out.Let it out.

Snip.

Which strings,Shall I cut?Which strands -To sever?Relationships,Strung out along the webs -Of fate.Bleed me dry,Until I am a husk again,Injecting my veins with honey.Sweetness on the lips.Drinking venom,Black oil -Dripping from our mouths,Staining our teeth.Snip.

Chimp At My Typewriter.

Bah.A Chimp At My Typewriter -Composing Greater Works Than Shakespeare.Knuckle Dragger;Beast In Crave Of Love.Prefer To Capitalize Out Of Turn -Spite An Old Colleague For Fun.Had A Huge Crush On Her In Grade 8.Fresh Graduate,Guitar & Sunshine.Prescriptivist Linguistics,Language,To Fault.

Deadnaming. \\ Fuck You, That Person Is Dead, I Killed Them Myself.

Fuck you.That person is dead.I killed them myself. Fuck you.That person is dead.I killed them myself. Fuck you.That person is dead.I killed them myself.