Happy New Corona

there’s going to be an epidemic,

where lots of us will get sick

says it all, how the mighty might fall

even the tough ones who once prevailed

will become ailed

the epidemic will strike through flight

death will become the norm

the epidemic into pandemic will form

i always knew this from when i was small

because somehow i knew that the puppet masters

who

puppet us all

are intrinsically rotten to the core

and no longer should any one of the puppet masters

have the right to abuse us and this planet anymore

this sickness is set to divide us and conquer

it will be an epic pandemic – the war of all wars

and rightly so

for Mother Nature Rules

we have her rage to behold

as this new world order unfolds

and she

she has the power to settle her score

she will take us all

if she has to

do not be frightened

embrace the enlightenment

happy new Corona (absolut)

written mid-january 2020 / updated today

this is a non-party unpolitical written excerpt

Licking The Earth

The most significant and seductive

Will become most futile and absurd

Under guises of success,

Praise and pleasure, ostentation and acquire

Self-gratification, cult-like desire

Will become Dust

Will become the footprint of the past

A blueprint of the reasons

Of watching humans licking at Earth’s seasons

Every changing social mirror, flight of fantasy, plight of society

Every change uncovered by friends of friends; enemies of families

The spotlight highlighting the fluctuating susceptibilities

The traits of dependancy

The behaviour of human falling over, down and out of favour

Life-support pillars mirror the attitudes of takers and givers

Differing degrees

Of we and our absurdities

The hate and the envy

The uninvited jealousy

Will become mental dust

An unwelcome fuss

Will become the footprint of the future past

The invisible blueprint

Of how one kicked at and licked at this beautiful Earth

Continuing the living through patterns all consuming

Accusations so volatile they bring about the awful, the improbable, the vile

Such situations

Blame it on another

Blame it on the user, the abuser, the psychologically stronger other

Blame it all on your partner

Will be it any more or any less impermanent?

The human born in collosal states of temporary paradoxical retrospect

Paranoia

Hidden forms of this all around, mission is : avoid it anyhow

You look at the self now, ask who’s looking after who now

Social worker, ‘mind going west for the best’ detector

Alternative Doctor, Psycho babble offerer

The 1% who run the propoganda coffer?

Best look for

Self

Become a survivor, a life preserver

You know you are worth more

For it will all become Dust

The footprints

The blueprints

The psychodellic experiments

The psychological file documents

Human will not last long

Watch the licking of the Earth as it comes undone