Like a rabbit caught in the car headlights, down a dead end street, We sit here and wait to die, hoping for that last heartbeat, Such darkness as never wore, its torture face on me before, Now I am the ornament, behind this care home door. The noise of hell’s routine, the conveyor belt to […]
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The air was fresh on the tide that summer. The world our orange waiting to be peeled, youth sang her timeless song, truth was being free. The Brigadoon carnival came to a Cornish town and paraded the shoreline with beautiful losers, dancing dreams and the forever young. Now the vast extremes of life, flood our
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The factories of tomorrow will not have human workers, the assembly lines where they took youth to Hell and their laughter to the wastelands of the electric mind, now fester in oblivion’s ashes. But, what of the Now? The landlords surely must have exhausted ego and ownership lust by now? The meathead sheep in smug
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The road from Botherington is easy The wind is at your back, Can’t be bothered to get involved, Might get a heart attack! I think I might keep walking Away from that dark place, You see I just can’t stand to see the pain on a human face. Botherington stinks of neglect and shame, And
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Who would Jesus vote for? Personally I think He’d vote for The Intergalactic Fish Club. Yes I honestly do! Peace Chris
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The politician’s mouth opens to wondrous swelling words that paint a picture of utopian blessings just around the corner. The words colour the picture like the hand of a great master painter. Hearts beat faster as the promise of a better tomorrow is tantalizingly placed on the TV screen. All the misery of today is
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Are you being Served, Saved, Starved, Abused or used? As I reach the time of my life where, ‘That land of lost content’ looms ever closer, and I imagine a large billboard sign that warns; ‘It is now necessary to exchange your brain for a corn flake, all ye that wish to partake in our
Are footprints sacred? I say yes, especially, if there is a God. Illusion? There is an illusion that claims the human condition is better now, that illusion of progress has invaded its way into the corporate consciousness of the present day, and, it has been normalized. Solidarity If there is an argument that claims that
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We have just witnessed a general election where people believe they have partaken in the ‘democratic process’. We have witnessed newspapers indulging themselves in virtual blood sports. What if anything will change for the helpless in our present society? It is the purpose of this blog to point out that despite the ‘democratic process’ two
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From a train window i watched as the darkening sky froze gloom on the terrace houses, a malaise of the english classes. Semi detached, lone mansions all with their locked doors. The door, the space between ‘you’ and ‘me’ and maybe a murderer or two. Ends justify means, we human kind fear each other, if