as a buddhist I would not wish to think this

just because I survived this long it doesn’t mean it will continue,

history teaches us that no phenomena is eternal,

I will be gone one day, maybe before we hit 50 degree C,

I will be glad to be free from this.

but for my child I feel remorse,

I should’ve done more to stop the multi-billionaire multi-national multi-massacres over there!

it’s each of our responsibilities to choose the correct path,

the path that leads to a better future,

not the final downfall of the age of humans.

drive your cars powered by fossils,

fly your jets to blazing hot futures,

leave all our children the ashes and embers.

space is big, so big, it’s not worth trying to explore it,

at least while our planet burns.

solve the environment for all living things,

replant what is needed,

use the sunlight, reflect it, convert it.

bring the winds to help power our conversion,

we need to slow down unnecessary wants,

seek answers from experts,

the most powerful leaders in the world need to do as they’re told!

in the past such power would kill us,

but what happens when the people have little to lose?

some die, some hide, some fight.

do we believe in a deity?

good time to pray to be saved?

I’m in a human world, this is a human mess, one of human’s last tests.

so humans will have to solve it,

all humans must be guided to this.

if we pray to the sky without sitting beneath a tree,

we expire there blown into history.

“..cancel all debt, collapse the capitalist system..”

would that be so bad?

what if we opted for democratic green socialism?

this was never the ussr,

not the rise of the reds,

“..those commie bastards!.”

these were never socialist countries.

they were dictatorships without democracy.

if a buddhist was to comment on this, they may say,

“..stop disturbing me, my thoughts are away..”

so if politics means little to me, why do I bother?

I have a child, their future is my cover.

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left, right, left centralist right

are you on this political spectrum?

some say everyone is because everything’s political,

not everything is political to many though.

some people don’t question if the cake they eat is vegan,

some don’t know where their stuff grows,

or even how anything flows.

our oldest ancestors would be shocked to see us,

they’d be amazed and scared at what their descendants became,

burners of the world,

caring nothing for their ancestors struggles,

or their descendants futures.

“..we want to go on holiday, big capital boss rewarded us..”

working for what?

to the future of who?

“..our children you fool!.”

so stop pumping pollution into the water,

stop greenhousing the air,

stop gouging holes in the earth to release her wealth.

like burning the roof and floor to keep yourself warm!

in a different world the technology evolved in balance with nature,

it was slow and in this it’s wisdom grew.

population was stable because of good maternity care,

people grew old and accepted life’s truth,

some grew older than methuselah,

knowing the cycle has always been,

and the cycle will never end.

some knew the greatest of wisdom laid outside of the boundaries imposed within them,

they guided these great people to enlightenment,

now these people are extinct.

all passed beyond sorrow,

no longer in our world,

gone forever, the last of the thousand.

soon it will be time for us all to go,

leave a legacy of kindness as the only thing the future knows.

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if I were ed the libdem…

if I were ed the libdem I would bring back the sdp-liberal alliance again,

rejig the whole lot with the greens, become state funded professional hippies.

would’ya vote for that?

if left labour wants to join then the eco-sdp-liberal alliance becomes the eco-socialist-liberal alliance,

or the esl alliance, pronounced esall.

so would you vote for the esall alliance?

or known by supporters as the eap (the esall alliance party).

would you vote for the eap party (as everyone in the media calls it)?

“..they say eap by nature, a bit crap..”

“..they can never lay a punch on old blue balls..”

“..but on average 60% of the population support them..”

“..but labour keep cocking it up and not pushing through proportional representation, they’re as nuck-fuckle as the fudge-sniffing tories..”

join the alliance, make labour small if we have to,

the warning to labour is screw over the people and you’ll be in the same trouble as the tories,

loyal labour, please for the love of fucking whatever, question your leaders and expect honest answers!

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it started with a good summer

uk as hot as spain,

didn’t have to pay for a plane,

sunning ourselves raw,

beachfront like africa.

living in new charterton on sea,

population fully employed by the city,

fully controlled by a minority.

this minority are rich, privileged and lucky,

they inherit their board of director’s jobs,

they keep it in the family.

sun keeps shining,

concrete keeps cool,

the trees are under glass,

the beach is covered in filth.

the employees of one of earth’s hells,

wished they could be somewhere else,

not trapped by their own sovereignty,

once willing investors in their calamity.

they were once an empire,

long ago, hard to believe.

they act like petulant children,

“..throwing their toys out the pram..”

“..cutting their noses off to spite their faces..”

“..chucking out their babies with the bathwater..”

hard to conceive why people would do this,

scared by their own press into believing the worse,

controlled by the moguls, barons, and terfs.

shouting at people who are trying to help,

destroy their peace with hatred and grief.

why did they choose those that cared only for themselves?

to me the tory will forever be in the same bracket as other fascists,

they expound the agenda of the national front, bnp and ukip,

the tories died after 2016,

they sold our score to the worse of their core,

please choose banning the tories as an extremist party,

neoliberalism has proven itself to be nothing but destructive to all life.

so enjoy your good summers,

they’ll get longer and hotter,

burn your fossil fuels to keep it pumping up stronger,

have a barbecue on the patio earth,

watch it burn while you’re cocooned on musk city moon.

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story of cost and sacrifice

when asked,

“..would you like a sustainable future?.”

the humans asked,

“ much?.”

it’s sustainable, that’s the point,

just some of your time and energy.

if you ask “ much?.” again I swear I might get angry,

you don’t get it, no cost to life,

this is the first downfall, that we kill.

we say life’s a circle in nature,

the way is to exist in this,

staying here is not sustaining,

the earth’s quite clear, we need to start changing.

I’d like to say that this is not literally,

but times up, I’m afraid, missed your chance to be saved.

the gods or the planets, the burning light or absorbing amulets,

don’t matter what you believe,

plant more trees, just plant more trees.

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more daunting than mount doom

and if I had a penny for every gammon rubbing sausage…

and if the turkey ran up that hill to die…

and if that turd splashes down on your crown..

and if you look at that petty mask,

would you take that to task,

or would you chuck it out like the rest?

courting the slimy smoked backed porkers,

in the shit of the gender squawkers,

the pathway to more riches for the rich,

more slavery for the universally credited.

in their defence,

“..they’re dangerously incompetent..”

may their numbers collapse,

as the complete of their deceit,

reaches fever pitch,

the chants of the enraged,

take their toll on the deranged,

the mordaunts of horror take honour.

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why did tories become fascists

dunno, conservatives obviously got distracted,

looking at their bank balances and taxes,

prudence turned to obsession.

the tories have to be fascists because it’s the only way they will retain power,

the young won’t vote for them,

the pensioners are dying for them,

the educated know what they’ve done,

the sycophant won’t notice until they’re done.

donated by tax avoiding non doms that won’t pay their way,

to a ruling elite that leads us astray.

sounds like we’re still ruled by foreign powers,

“..hey! gammon you think brexit is done?.”

“ like being surfed by murdoch’s scum..”

“ enjoy your hate poured by harms-worthlesses piss..”

watch as they reveal what they really think of you,

they want you to kill that mother over there,

you’re supporting the ripping-apart political-malware.

the tories end has to be concreted,

if you’re conservative know the tories need outing.

if you’re serious about this country stop fucking shouting,

talk to others,

understand you can’t have a majority government in a minority of hands.

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what is human?

a law dictionary tells us to look under monster,

it should be emphasised this is a US law dictionary, not UK, yet.

if I wished for my laws to no longer be governed by the EU,

then why are the Brits choosing the US’ as governor?

so brexiteer, why are we favouring leaders who favour the US?

I have met US citizens once or twice, they seem quite nice.

but I’m not American, their TV has some good shows, but I’m not American.

because I’m not American does not make me an enemy, stop treating everyone as a potential enemy, please.

your governments are as shit as ours, most of us don’t trust them.

left vs right, blue vs red, these states and the others?

we have left vs blue, just round the other way,

the blues are more right than red.

maybe a spectrum range of colours?

which do you think, black or white?

up or down, side to side,

in the middle undefined.

when we realise this peace we stay with it,

simple really.

do it more often, more realised actually,

until one day you realise you’re doing it all the time.

now people see people not something other than their kind,

one that has compassion without an agenda.

always a gift, never a loan,

a gift that is given for rights that were stolen.

why do some humans think themselves more important than we?

is it because secretly,

our desire for gold, the homeowner,

the king of their own castle?

they exist because we need to always be better than these thieves,

the ones that convinced us they were there to help.

the old cons, the morons, the thieves, the rapists, the murderous,

they sit in the corridors of power, can’t you see?

they impress their privilege with great chablis,

“..bought with tax money, brilliant, expenses anybody!.”

that’s your grandkids future they’re spending, you great old fools!?

senseless moronic caterwauling of two sided same people,

still stupid, still primitive, still devolving.

little humans, little monsters, destroyers of good sense,

there’s no kindness in those that lead by creating dissent.

they have taken our faith, twisted it to generate hate,

from this hate they can breed good competitive mates, “..eugenics anybody?.”

or should I say buddies, or partners, or forced birth?

this breeds racists, that’s all just more racists,

racists that turn blind eye to rapists, crooks, and liars.

the hungry for power, the desire for more powder,

however they use it, they deal in it, that’s their loser.

if we wish to destroy them from within, we must stand taller,

better than them,

we will remain in great peace and watch them destroy all we built!?

the only enemy of the British people is ukippian, dystopia, fascist, mania, great-replacementist.

the after-birth of the national front nationalist nationalism skin fetish rape party!

“..all cunts, still cunts, just now called tories..”

do you understand? whatever we call tory is to the US a trumpian-biggly-anal-orgy!

bj at the wheel steering the UK into not ok at breakneck speed,

“..I get it, US, you don’t like us, don’t blame you, we should’ve given you independence from the start..”

sorry, but my ancestors had little power in this part,

we didn’t do it, it was the “tory” of it’s time.

once it was a king, a warlord, or a chieftain,

our version is the tory family (failed British adaptation)!

these fools started life as thatcher and her husband,

so bland a token that it deflected from his wife.

she was some leader, I’ll concede to that, if leading means being strong enough to crush Eton!

but were her ideas really right, or just extremist gob shite?

“..a tory is a tory until they realise what a tory has done in their name..”

at which point they experience great shame, the kind of shame that lasts.

from this shame grows release, it’s not guilt now and never was.

when considering the truth, ask both sides which one carries the most?

there’s no sides to a phenomenon,

so as long as you favour your difference over someone else’s,

the mistake has already been made.

if your god is all this, then come closer to released.

strive for striveless, be the master of your arts,

even if it means perfecting the rarest of farts.

be light of the heart, take small favours,

then one day your descendant will look up at the stars,

and say, “”, in the most wondrous way.

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why johnson’s an idiot

his presence in government is a god send,

he reveals all it’s secrets that condescend,

every devious trick the tory has flipped,

from rigging elections by redefining the conditions,

stealing the power from independent commissions,

every little farce they blow out their arse,

we watch as they bring hatred to our children.

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if we think we’ve understood quantum mechanics, then we probably haven’t

definites are definitely not comfortable in quantum theory,

a particular thing is probably about there traveling at probably that momentum,


it’s definitely probably large or small,

maybe just a bit bigger against the small.

a balanced system, may I posit, tends towards less difference between short and tall.

there once was a demon of old beliefs,

who went by the name of Azrael Peeks,

he became an angel once they’d passed.

some demons in charge may wish to check out the window,

the other demons are coming,

and want what you’re stealing.

they’re demons wish for something like recognition,

give him this hallucination,

build him a little castle where he can debauch himself senseless.

like making a curious kid inhale an entire pack of smokes,

won’t that lack him moral compass?

this mental abuse being inflicted on youth,

this is your world, your future, what should we old ones do?

“..not vote us out of the eu, bellends!.”, they say,

I’ve heard them shout.

just my interpretation of what I heard some people of the future say.

there be time travellers here, just us from the future,

“ fucked up is fucked up!.”

we have messed it up so much that the future people had to invent time travel?

just look at the children, they are the future people,

we teach them all they know,

we give them horror, the sadness of life lost.

I want them to know a breezy summer and green grass at home,

why are we letting rich people do this?

“..we’re butt plebs, or..”, (“..a demon that will take off the head..”)

the darkness that’s sown into the acts that they disown,

is the nightmares of strange stairs and peeking stares.

if I spoke to the spirits that frequent their den of thievery, what do you think they’d say?

the flies on the walls, ceilings and floors,

eating up their vomit and cheers.

“..damn them to hell!.”, some say,

but hell is a very long stay.

how much would that cost, eternity imprisoned in treachery?

they call me unpatriotic, because I question the government?

isn’t that what we do, aren’t we supposed to?

I know you do, it’s the other ones that don’t do this,

the ones that are blind to atrocities they commit.

abstaining in this way is uncertain,

it’s like support to me, that seems certain.

if my leader told me to go out and spread covid,

I’d act against them, they’re wrong,

“..have faith in the buffoon..”, he always goes right in the end,

a little too far.

if you abstain you believe their lies,

democratic socialism builds schools, hospitals, and homes.

the right take away humanity education, university, we know you’re doomed to failure,

why? you’re not oxbridge, old chap!

only oxbridge gets the cash, cuz they own it you see.

the royal colleges of shitcreak,

I’ll pass.

but poems don’t count as education, that’s humanities,

was there ever a more blatant con than the bleeding obvious!

take their humanities away, then their artists and plays,

soon we will get a totalitarian state,

run by thieves and conmen.

thatcher sold you a lie, that your house was your home until you die,

now under her descendants reign,

we see fascism in their ultimate aim.

“..control the people, they’re workers..”

“..they make money for our berzurkas..”

“..powder fuelled steam oven ready..”

“..stoke those coals, to heat up my toes..”

but the stokers just get frostbite.

how can this end? think fairer, think kinder,

it’s really not hard to believe in goodness, is it?

what cruel past makes some so oblivious to suffering?

I think they need help, psychiatric services would be good,

maybe in a place like arkham?

“..the bozzer..”, biggest bitch in the tower!

say goodnight to the deadwood, he ruined so much good,

retire him out to pension plan speakouts.

leave us be, we surrendered our dignity,

there’s no goodwill left here, you’ve managed to spend that too.

penniless and broken, that would make quite a story,

the rise and fall of johnson’s track record.

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