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I agree! Climate change is the biggest con ever!…But I’m here to tell Anthony Albanese, that psychopaths only shed tears when they are faced with the prospect of shame! For, when they have the power over others, they continue to torment and treacherise their innocent victims, without remorse, guilt or conscience! I am not impressed by your crocodile tears, Albanese! Eternal shame on you!!!

I can’t have anyone on my side, because Prakash Saint Paul devours them! When I have none on my side, that’s when Anthony Albanese takes his chance at committing the most heinous treachery against me, because I am unprotected! Shame! Shame! Albanese. Talk of one cowardly evil vindicating the other! Really, Albanese has gotten away with his crimes and murders against me for too long!!! Punish him for eternity, dear destiny!!!!

Hey Saint Peter, is heaven better than seven-eleven?: A poem 

Hey Saint Peter, do you love standing at Heaven’s gates?  The key is in your pocket! But the sins are whose mates?  Ask the pious doctor fervent about Medecins Sans Frontiers!  Was the Holy Spirit so free-for-all; not at least for Helen’s Simon Magus?  Is the Vatican so knowledgeable about graces; it really had us!  So, you absolve whatContinue reading “Hey Saint Peter, is heaven better than seven-eleven?: A poem “

Ths Sahara desert is not covering the ruins of Atlantis, but post-Atlantean civilisations that originated in Atlantis….I am not here to talk about Atlantis, but to tell you all that since my Mother passed, the physical torture has gotten unbearable! At this moment in my life, there is not a moment that passes without physical pain! And I am no masochist…..

What is homesickness, nostalgia…?: A poem 

There are somethings I am nostalgic about,  and other things that I am not! They say,  the immensity and intensity of India can never  be forgotten, even if foregone. There is something  indefinitive about being Indian, that cuts you out as  Brown, right from toe to crown! Remember, those old   school notebook covers? How brown they were?   IContinue reading “What is homesickness, nostalgia…?: A poem “

When there is glory of love!…: A poem 

Is it the metaphor or matador,  at the window? I stick my head  to its glass and feel the Sun turn  to rain; and think of Marduk…  Is there a gangway for gallantry?  A legitimate succession of heirs?  Sometimes, you wonder, if the stars  came around each night, to shine   their Lilliputian love at you? They may Continue reading “When there is glory of love!…: A poem “

Hey Kierkegaard, there is no either / or for me! I don’t want either Anthony Albanese or Prakash Saint Paul, no matter how much you all make me swing between the two evils. Trump, I’m letting you know that (!), before you make any further advances to me on either of their behalf! Thank you! I couldn’t be bothered!

Kierkegaard, you liked to please yourself as Hermit, what sort of?: A poem 

Kierkegaard, I see yourself enraptured in the mildewed  woods of your own unexonerable crutch; like a river   that salinates before it reaches the ocean; and I fail  to salivate in agreement with your theses! You liked to   believe you were a Hermit? What sort of? I’d like to rally  that existentialism is an excuse for existence in discordance  with purity of self. I amContinue reading “Kierkegaard, you liked to please yourself as Hermit, what sort of?: A poem “

On Fascism, Democracy, and the unrighteous Leftist Church!: A poem 

Fascists are decried as fascists,  because Democracy is a poverty  of imagination, lost like an island   in a sea of populistic self-glorifying  Leftist (Communistic) dogma, that   has now found ample amenability with  the Church! This populism, that so pervades,  that altogether fails to make your dreams a reality;  But has you, with clandestine sinisterism, believe  that your vote counts! I don’t thinkContinue reading “On Fascism, Democracy, and the unrighteous Leftist Church!: A poem “