Your Universe of Desire, is not my Universe of Uprightness!: A poem 

Can you see the bull is not mere doormat to the matador?  And how he actually would love to call back the Minotaur?  Do you see there is legitimacy in responding to crime with crime?  But would you believe that sometimes those Masters of Eternal   Criminality, get away with their murders, like it was just swallowing confectionary?   And not a cannibalistic consumption of hapless righteousness! I have a listContinue reading “Your Universe of Desire, is not my Universe of Uprightness!: A poem “

I just felt so valedictorian, but I am a grandmaster, no student!: A poem 

There was a time, for so long in my life,  that I chain-smoked. You’d think I wanted  to kill Scorpio in doing so! But no, there was  someone else I had to deal with; who was so impellingly  toxic, that I had to forge my own poisoning to   escape his! I could have sworn that Jesus,   my brother, was not an enemy of mine. It was Continue reading “I just felt so valedictorian, but I am a grandmaster, no student!: A poem “

Will all of you seek your craters in fear…?: A poem 

(Pope (most UnLeo), will you shut up? The Church has no right to judge and propose deliverance! It has committed much too many crimes on humanity! I don’t feel livid that Prakash Saint Paul keeps changing the order of things to suit his convenience and garner his lease of life and blindfold and checkmate me. I really think he is pathetically selfish;Continue reading “Will all of you seek your craters in fear…?: A poem “

I invoke the people of Australia to bring a class action against ANZ Bank, who are harassing me too much at the behest of that evil bodygrabbing morpher Anthony Albanese! I will never forgive Albanese, no matter how much treachery he subjects me to!

Hahahahaha! Australian Broadcasting Corporation, why are you showing your News Breakfast on all your channels! Hahahahaha! And why are you not showing fish, but are featuring Chris Bowen! Hahahahahaha! Would you like to powder your mouths instead of your noses and faces? Hahahahhaha! Keep it up! Keep it up! Hahahahhahaha! Keep being deluded, likewise the Labor Party! Hahahahahaha!

Anthony Albanese, you are so desperately pathetic! Hahahahaha! How many lies is Labor going to tell the Australian public! Hahahahahaha! And how much is it going to fudge the stats! Hahahahahaha! Keep it up! Keep it up! Hahahahahaha!

Little bit of enigmatic questioning from me to Mum and Jashmina!: A poem 

What do you know what is hell or heaven?  Did you get any idea when you last visited seven-eleven?  And how you wonder if everything in between is your gated purgation?!  Can I make my choices without any blindfolded, deluded vindication?  My mother always thought God lived in heaven?  She hadn’t a clue that God lived for some time in her womb, but never did in any angelic illusion!  I know she is Maria, Mary, more seven and six, butContinue reading “Little bit of enigmatic questioning from me to Mum and Jashmina!: A poem “

Never a moon-day for me, never a dip in the fishy sea for me! No convolutions accepted by me, no contraptions, no changes in the structure of permanent universal arrangement. No pledges to a betrothal with evil and treachery. Even my aspirations are monogamously my own. I will seek my partners when I deem it is time for me! No stealthy hijacking-infested camaraderie! No make- believe Pacifism! I have not decided to repose in anything. Nomadism is no curse in a filthy submerged-by-evil world! I am just compelled to be promiscuous to escape my own captivity. The real whores are those that want to pleasure on every entity!

I am not interested in anybody’s bushels of wealth, nor in any matador-loads of money! I am nauseous that all your propositions come through the insistence of the Wishmaster, who is only interested in his own selfish lease of life. I did not sacrifice so much for any procurement, but for the welfare of justice and for redemption of those that deserve it. I am filled with despicability at all your connivance to appease the rapiner of what was mine throughout the ages! I know everything is mine, I don’t need its substantiation or the evidence of getting it manifestly. You all slipshod vagrants are compromising yourself to the thuggery; and the ultimate bludgeony of my soul. GET LOST! I never even asked for my loves, which are being dichotomised and hijacked to beguile and checkmate me. I am nonchalant in your treachery, as I am unenthused by all your promises! I am God! The one who steals my identities and then cons me with his offers is a lecherous pervert! I am confident of the idea of love in my eternal soul, even if I cannot have the corporeality of it! GET LOST, before I curse you all for constantly appeasing the evil, treacherous, Wishmaster!