Art sucks. Poetry sucks. Everything is fucked. I suck. You suck. So if I am so anti-everything, why do I even bother "creating" anything? Well one has to do something with one's time. Welcome to my playground. I am the Dissident Poetician. Doing Poetician stuff is what i do. "Art is dead, don’t consume its corpse" - graffiti in the streets of Paris, May 68. Long live the spirit of May 68. Piss in the fountain of dada.
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- dissident poetician
- i am the dissident poetician...i tear down fences with sardonic sardines and metaphysical cucumbers
Tuesday, November 17, 2015
I'll be the first to admit it: I'm totally and utterly fucked in the
head but I've tried to change my ways and walk the staight path. In fact
I've tried so hard that sometimes my heart has bled incessantly.
Sometimes I think myself and my family are all better off dead. I never
chose to be this way, something went wrong long ago. My family get shot
in the crossfire each and everyday, even when I'm not dropping bombs on
the innocent but trying to help the vulnerable, the poor,
the downtrodden. All out of the kindness of a broken heart. The strange
desires were there long before I wrote the first book of revelations.
Happened around the time I met my friend Ana. The government knew that
each major lone wolf terrorist event was going to happen? Who funded the
"monster" and supplied him chemical weapons. This always happens over
and over again. But you are all absolved of responsibility and will go
straight to heaven, while myself and two innocent people burn in hell.
This show is getting old, with the hearts of spectators growing cold,
can you see the mold growing every time it starts snowing? Reality TV
was the new sensation about ten years ago but it's not that way anymore.
Informed consent is a thing of the past. Three live human subjects
starring in the Truman Show new millennium edition. An illegal
occupation designed to destroy any semblance of humanity. The stalkers
burst out in laughter each time the dog gets shot while the family cry
in despair, unaware of the violence around them. And yes an anarchist
has no recourse to the institution of jurisprudence but even in
anarchist circles there are rules and ethics. But is the war on terror
ethical? Just posing a question. Trying hard not to make judgments.
You've all been exposed to the propaganda of terror, but are you also
not handing over you're hard-earned to the corporate propaganda machine.
They've got no intention to provide you with the truth. Only out to get
your coin off you. Don't think it's true then open up you eyes to the
lies they disseminate. If you want the whole truth go underground and
listen to the insurgency. Not telling you what to do. Just tyring to
give peace a chance. Ten years of this shit is enough. I've got no
secrets left for you to uncover. But if only you have the heart to give
peace a chance you may uncover a broken man wishing to make the whole
world a better place for one and for all. I'm only asking for something
small. Please give peace a chance. The dancing shall continue as long as you'd like to witness the spectacle but the terror will cease for good. I will try my best to pass the test. What's so funny about
peace, love and understanding?
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