Tired out humans roaming around sheepishly, without purpose with Wills wilted like rotten vegetables. Too weak to fight their untouchable symbols of fear: Bank of America, ExxonMobil, Goldman Sachs, The Rothchilds, all as unreachable as the Demi-Gods. Fracking one another's minds with tales of doom; fuelled by hatred, anger and frustration.
Minds closing down like borders: “We the people demand to close our borders. Only allow people who once made a contribution”.
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All the jobs are long gone. Hospitals are closed. Dirty children run on the streets during once upon a school o’ clock. Wars are in streets but mainly in hearts. Dogma and debris' everywhere.
All love is totalitarian comfort, survival and ego protection. All society is neurosis and narcotics.
Off-licences are barricaded like the Bank Of England. Politicians have moved from figures of blame to beavers in hiding. Industry is too hard to grasp, so instead of discussing the agricultural policy and fossil fuels people kill for hunger and set light to books to build fires. Climates change and yea the planet is heating up: “at least we’ll be warm”. All liberties, civil and humanitarian are abstract concepts, meaningless in all this muck. The eco-system has become just a bunch of trees and grass.
No-one cares who is White, Muslim, Intellectual, Feminist, Fascist or Capitalist since there's no time for identity when you're broken and begging.
Once there were nameless Orwellian ears listening in on us, now everyone is off and in-line with their own illusions. All the magical thinkers have no safety to talk to their semi-gods. Inertia dies and rigour mortis is born.
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Relief Is Poison
THE MAYANS
THE BYZANTIUM EMPIRE
THE HAN DYNASTY
THE ROMAN EMPIRE
THE BRITISH FUNERAL-PYRE
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I’m tired, I hate my life. Everyone else looks so happy, why do I feel so miserable? I could just hang that telephone cord around my neck right now. I shouldn’t of had that late-one last night. Her cry is so loud, oh I cannot do this anymore, I'm such a bad mother. I'm truly evil. I wish I never had her, I wish I'd never been born. I have trapped myself. I mean I love her but “me and my husband have been working all our lives and she’ll have no future”.
GOD I need to get some fillers. That deep line makes me look real old. I am old. He’ll leave soon, it’s obvious where he goes and wishes to be. My face looks ancient and ruined, facing collapse in on itself. A face that once launched a thousand selfies. I need to sort myself out, get my teeth veneered, get eyelash extensions.
I need out of this house. I feel awful. I deserve more than this, I have a degree y'know. What is my purpose? I’m starving, I’ll get crisps and chocolate. I’ll call my sister.
I need to start meditating, I’ll go Buddhist Centre. Maybe there will be a little romance there. I do believe in something like a God, I believe in The Laws Of Attraction. I'll get Zen. I’ll stop the booze and the weed. I’ll look younger. I’ll dress-up real sexy and start an Instagram. I’ll get many followers. I'm a good writer or maybe I’ll do escorting.
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You will search for escape in mediocrity and monotony relentlessly. You will grab as many desires as you can hold. You’ll seize them with your manicured talons. You will check how many LIKES you got. You will obsess over past loves. You will think of yourself, as the centre of all that is through many different coloured lenses. You will be passive but you will be mildly entertained. You will stop time in your mind. You will scroll down for distraction.
Like all the civilisations fallen before you, you are no different. You will prevent change. You will embrace magical thinking. You will look backwards to better days.
“Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow” you will say - you delude yourself that it creeps up like a snail but it’s more like a war-machine.
And you will complain that The World is coming to an end?