The evil Anthony Albanese and the Labor Party are the Nibiru Piscean deep-sea fish and lab-rats from the outer edge of the Solar System! They tried to commit the most reprehensible treachery against me, by jamming me into a sandwich between Richard Marles, the moon, and the Nibiru stalwarts – fishy Anthony Albanese and lesbian pretentious but illegitmate Scorpion Penny Wong. They tried to capitalise on Prakash Saint Paul’s criminal treachery against me, so that they could blockade my truth and justice from manifesting! How they illegitimately bodygrabbed, morphed and kept committing treachery against me! I call on all the honorable institutions of Australia and the world and all the people of Australia to come together in delivering the comeuppance and retribution of these evil treacherous thieves and thugs!

It is four months into 2026; I want my mother’s help to ramshackle the villains!: A poem 

You know my mother was an honest 2026; all over her soul;  She was literal, never metaphorical, never conjugated to iambs of satire,  mockery, or mudslinging. She had duty and honesty written all over her soul.  They have always tried to make her seem disconnected with me;  I know she has always been with me, no matter what!  You know the maggotty faggotty sharksContinue reading “It is four months into 2026; I want my mother’s help to ramshackle the villains!: A poem “

Even puppy love is profounder than misguided infatuation and fixation!: A poem 

I can say I bear the innocence of childhood   more than the wistfulness of age  A stoic makes every hardship bearable  even if, at the moment of its experience, it is unbearable  Would you imagine that a flower plucked before its time  could believe it is more fortunate than the withering one?  I just would now comprehend anyway, thatContinue reading “Even puppy love is profounder than misguided infatuation and fixation!: A poem “

This is love, this is grief and no sorrow! This is landslide!: A poem 

I took a step over the mountain, one more step took me over,  Yet there always was another mountain to climb!  I could see all the reflections in the snow, in the air  But I felt a warmth in belief, never the cold of fear!  You can see there always was a new battlefront at the horizon Continue reading “This is love, this is grief and no sorrow! This is landslide!: A poem “

Is their checkmate of me, their own perfect foil on themselves (Hahahahahaha)?: A poem  

I am on a cloud, far away from the extremities,   reposing in no multitudes, neither relying on them;  neither mercurial nor platonic, neither hot nor cold!  But I am certainly no middleman, that you all should see!  I have never been subjunctive about my convictions!  Would you think I’d have them broken down to the treachery?  I have bloodstreams thatContinue reading “Is their checkmate of me, their own perfect foil on themselves (Hahahahahaha)?: A poem  “

These few words, and a lot to say!: A poem 

Would your legions of an obtuse heaven  give you a hallucinated vision of hell?  There are strangers in the ghetto  at the peripheries of existence  who know more truth than your outdated catechismal Sunday School,  who could have revamped your wisdom (would you believe them?)  if not for all your information, which is a propagandist tool!  I could have been a lion, but would IContinue reading “These few words, and a lot to say!: A poem “

In my legendary legacy is a legato; I ask you all where is your legspace?: A poem 

(Anthony Albanese, I don’t think your criminality should get away with the retribution you deserve; and even if you get away with it in this lifetime and you think you can attain your triumphs, my curse is on you for eternity! And comeuppance comes, believe you me, at some point in destiny! You may not rue, regret, confess, or self-admonish, you may not want to suffer for yourContinue reading “In my legendary legacy is a legato; I ask you all where is your legspace?: A poem “

What should I see at an age when I should have witnessed some sort of resolution?: A poem 

Would you wonder if aspiration lives in other animated beings?  Does anyone go lame or mute because they cannot imagine it?  How do simple forms aspire, where does aspiration stem from?  Did it come out cold from the waters, till then, was life was only meant   for silent design? How have we evolved in a premature burst  so suddenly over a mere century; andContinue reading “What should I see at an age when I should have witnessed some sort of resolution?: A poem “

Jesus proclaimed himself `Je suis’ `I am’. James humbly said `I am not’. And Saint Paul lecherously said, ‘I want all’! And Albanese, you Pope Clement V, did you `Ban Allah’ or did you `Ban all the righteous and sovereign to their knees’