poetry

Did you get it yet?
It’s all a confidence game
Moving turtle shells
One o’er the other o’er the other


I heard they turned NYC into a ghost town
I haven’t been there since
When will it be enough for you?
Where is the line?
Do you even have one?

Are you ok with never seeing Chick Corea play live jazz?
Are you ok with the superstitions you’ve become wrapped and warped by?
Are you ok? I mean just generally.
Have you been isolated? What has that done?
Do you love freedom?
Do you love freedom?


You don’t have to do any of this
We could show them that love is the answer
Not that John Lennon BS (Hypocrite)
More like the Christian kind,
But I guess that got (I typed god) passé

we all got put into stasis
some of us fought it
the others were initiated
gradually you could see all the dissidents
breathing in the air
wondering where all the others got their brown shirts
or are they just playing along?
like the others did
no one is speaking to each other in public

that’s not true
i spoke with an old woman at a thrift store in ardmore
about what the song Hotel California is about
i said that i think it’s about hell
she said Hollywood
so i said
what’s the difference?
she was cool

i think this was all planned or chaos really just is that funny
i never went to sleep
there’s too much to do
in waking life
i’ll pass on the matrix
no thanks no thanks
i’m not buying the counterfeit yer selling
btw that’s fraud

the world was atomized
slowly
niche skill sets were ubiquitous
in this brave new world
but no one knew how to drive to their Aunt’s house
all the old knowledge
was promised if you linked to the machine
it was erased and reintroduced
as if we hadn’t spent
eras cultivating intuition

if you put your legs
on top of your feet
and listen to buffalo springfield on repeat
the blood will leave your toes
and you’ll pull one leg out of the bind
i am surprised to hear about the mother goddess
the sun
how could people believe in a blood sacrifice to the sun?
of drinking a skull cap full of menstrual blood
i still think they’re trying and failing to capture the divine feminine
why would crowley need the scarlet woman otherwise?
men and women can be evil
but the statistics point one way
but the power was usurped long ago
by the minds of men


i don’t believe in anything
but mankind’s ability to be evil
that is very clear and very constant
the new fairy tale
is the old one
blood lines just get weaker the more they don’t co mingle
all of that has always been the reason for genocide anyway
the fairytales we tell each other


based on zeitgeist
based on Vanity Fair articles
based on very little to do with fact


fabricated fiction redundancy


collapsing in on itself


o’er
o’er


samsara

time seems to compress and expand concurrently
has it only been 2 days?
are 2020 days different
from days in 1983?
who knew that Groundhog day was predictive programming?
who knew that the age of Aquarius would be so boring?
i could never stop doing the creative thing
maybe 5 people will see this
will vinyl be a currency post apocalypse?
how is that record collector feeling now?
is he entertained or bored
in the ever expanding system?

Is God an Alien

they never stopped trying to make the Übermensch 
what are the factions amongst the ancients?
do any of them care for humanity?
or do they all roam the earth seeking order out of chaos?
passing down psy op mind viruses  snagging any creative to march in lock step
you’re after the wrong guys
are they even guys?
don’t get me started on that alien stuff.
was Jesus an alien? Is God?