(After I condemned Saint John for his evil-spirited Revelation!) I heard the Church screaming: AntiChrist! Nice wonder the Logos; the Word, the Cosmos! Like a bright evil spaceship shining over Bethlehem at Zero BC, and you lying and calling it the star of Bethlehem! Is Christ actually the redeemer, you delinquent Church? Do you fancy the `Jaws’ is everybody’s heaven that you so fervently want to consign them to?! And tellContinue reading “I heard the Church screaming: AntiChrist, at me!: A poem “
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My armies! O my armies!: A poem
I do want to tell you that I never abandoned you all Even when I left you with humiliating defeat Of course, we face an oblivion, by a machination whose deceit never seems to go obsolete And our wealth is siphoned off, like the dragons’ empires before us; That saw an undeserving end of their Age You know there is soContinue reading “My armies! O my armies!: A poem “
There was a time when I felt inhibited by the Sun!: A poem
There was a time when I felt inhibited by the sun It was not because I didn’t like Sol Invictus; but I had knowledge that poor him was taken by an imposter. Now, I prefer long sunny days of Summer, where dawn breaks early and dusk comes late. I no longer feel postured by the fact that the Sun isContinue reading “There was a time when I felt inhibited by the Sun!: A poem “
Like Hamlet said: Remember, I have sworn it!: A poem
(At least, I have a sense of humour, not a sense of villainy or treachery!) Why would so many bravehearts never retract, even with the prospect of being burnt at the stake, if they hadn’t already been burning with the conviction of truth? All your Church, and all your State, may never meet its fate(?!) Ask Rome, or Babylon,Continue reading “Like Hamlet said: Remember, I have sworn it!: A poem “
Would the cuckoo know space-time manifestations?: A poem
Does the cuckoo in the clock know the difference? They say the universe’s memory is lodged only on its surface – the macroscopic existence of gravity like a large box with three-dimensional spaces and the quantum existence in the microscopic! Should they not resolve, may actually be encoded in a two-dimensional digital dataset. Like a hologram that is flat but appears three-dimensional. Even a blackhole is onlyContinue reading “Would the cuckoo know space-time manifestations?: A poem “
Good on you, Keanu Reeves: If you are a lover, you gotta be a fighter!: A poem
The first time I heard Tina Turner sing: We don’t need another hero! I wanted to drown it out in my rage. But I am seldom enraged! Even to those who maintain: I love, and I am no fighter! The true heroes of this world don’t like your Pacifistic subterfuge You can’t subset their courage, should you choose to defeat them through aContinue reading “Good on you, Keanu Reeves: If you are a lover, you gotta be a fighter!: A poem “
I just thought I sometimes feel like rushing, in all the waiting…: A poem
(I don’t think all blacks look like apes, I think Nicki Minaj looks beautiful! Some whites do look like trash, though, like Anthony Albanese!) Though we didn’t fall like binaries to the earth at the same time. I always knew you were hanging out there for me! So, I just kept waiting for the precious moment! And every beautiful 8th September, I wished with my head in the clouds, thought I could see you there! How lateContinue reading “I just thought I sometimes feel like rushing, in all the waiting…: A poem “
Jesus, I didn’t throw the gauntlet at you; but could I question your legitimacy?: A poem
You know, it was a man that they called messiah, not a God He who deliberately took to riding the ass into Jerusalem to fulfill a prophecy; was it a grand deception; or his spite to challenge his father, Joseph, who had reserved the legacy of messianism for his second son, James. Jesus always caused a lot of migraine to Joseph! Even whenContinue reading “Jesus, I didn’t throw the gauntlet at you; but could I question your legitimacy?: A poem “
You have all not yet seen my wrath!: A poem
I am no breakaway shambled dream! No spray of easy-clean! No alleviation-seeking faggoty queen like Prakash Saint Paul and Anthony Albanese, as you have seen! And all their roe befits the deep sea That they were wombed from a hollow of eternity so abysmal that it only had skeletal teeth! Would you want to join their party and appease them and treacherise me? Are you all likeContinue reading “You have all not yet seen my wrath!: A poem “
I lie in this wonder in the hope of that ultimate miracle: A poem
(…free of the treachery of thieves and hijackers like Prakash Saint Paul, Anthony Albanese and their ilk) Do you think love was a weaver’s factory where you can predict what is ultimately woven? I can say I found true love in a wicker basket of a cradle; without being able to possess it? Do you think I felt sceptical that I need redemption from the folly of such belief? I believe, even if they compelContinue reading “I lie in this wonder in the hope of that ultimate miracle: A poem “
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