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You sleazy Albanese and your evil minions in the Labor Party! Trying to compel a forgiveness and condoning out of me? GET FUCKED! I’ll never forgive you, you creeps! Go drown in the Pacific!
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!
Godspell and Anunnaki-spell: A poem
Unlike what the Gemara is to the Minash, a twinning of the Talmud! The lying New Testament is no holy book of mine! No complement to the Old Testament. But, should I recommend the veracity of the ancient book of Genesis? A book that is enmeshed in half-truths, because of the Jewish exile in Babylon, that borrowed Anunnaki myths! Yes, I wasContinue reading “Godspell and Anunnaki-spell: A poem “
You can see the way I move my walk, like I talk my talk; before I damn you all!: A poem
I really wouldn’t want to burn the butts of my pets, but sometimes I feel so much rage, more rage than even the Crusades! But how convinced am I, that the finery of all your beliefs are only a livery of portentous slavery?! I am just not willing to cascade into your unholy rapids to have a precipitous drop down the steep waterfalls! The CrusadersContinue reading “You can see the way I move my walk, like I talk my talk; before I damn you all!: A poem “