Have you forgotten? Jehovah smites the tyrants -- moth visits chamber. ----- Entering inside, landing onto throne's ceiling, crown...

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Our nature is to be suspicious of everything ... and everyone. Especially 'Nature' itself. For Nature may (and does) turn against us on...

The sunset glows over houses Tree leaves blow in the cool breeze Brightly coloured flowers blossom over From the inland to the seas You...

‘Leopard ate his face!’ the cry currently going round when right-wing supporters get shafted by systems they helped to implement. ‘I never thought leopards would eat MY face,' sobs woman who voted for the Leopards Eating People's Faces Party.’ But why leopards? I guess that’s not the point, but the naturalist portion of the brain can’t help considering that the face is one of the least tasty parts of a body. It’s simply not in a leopard’s nature to eat your face. Not for sta

Impactful Destroying Loving Abusing Caring Soul Destroying Soul Creating Neglectful Supporting Cruel Kind Cold Emotional Manipulative Safe Sadistic Loved Why did you have me? Why did I have my child? I’ll not pass on what you gave me Your abuse was too much. Your love was absent. I’m glad you’re dead.

With a deafening roar and violent spinning wind the 60-meter-wide blinding disc touches down in the football car park. Thousands of terrified sports fans scream, stare, gasp. A 6-meter decapod slowly descends as if floating. Its green slime drips on crushed cars, dissolving them. A beam of red laser sheers off the top half of the grandstand. The 15-meter-high lone sign flashes off and on. “Guest Car Park”. The creature goes completely silent, as if thinking, processi

‘Oh day and night but this is wondrous strange Then as a stranger bid it welcome’ Thoughts that once only visited Make themselves comfortable Couch-surfing in my brain Like aches that used to heal But now are constant That squeezing in the chest The one you thought Was just another deadline Stays and makes its rhythm Like the slow-lapping waves of a quiet shore aspirations crunching underfoot A somatic embodiment of guests I never knew I hosted: Emotional phroggers Leaving

…..that’s what my cat drinks - a feline milk - she loves it!! I bought four x three packs just this morning. Woolies, very hard to get, like toilet paper, you have to stock up when found.

Stay dry. Keep hydrated. Maintain equilibrium.

‘I found it very moving.’ ‘I’m surprised you managed to get to the end. Seven hours long? Did you take breaks in between?’ ‘Not that much.’ ‘I get antsy if a film goes over fifty minutes. Star yelling “Edits! Ever heard of edits?” at the screen.’ ‘Aaah. Yes.’ ‘So was it in Hungarian? Or was it just made in Hungary?’ He opens his mouth to answer but is interrupted by a sharp yelp from the dog. They start and turn to look at her. She is spinning round anxiously, as

“I’m going to give you an overview. I’m after you’ll need to do the 100 hour online course to get the full history of time travel. ...

Slowly, slowly – creeping, slithering, temperatures cooling – melted lava through the sands Food and water – the ongoing daily need,...

I watched as my old Aunt tottered across the living room. ‘Do you want me to get it?’ ‘No, no, I’m fine.’ ‘Mmm.’ I’m not so sure, I thought to myself. I watched as my old mum tottered around the local grocers. ‘Do you want any help?’ ‘No, no, I’m fine.’ ‘Mmmm.’ I’m not so sure, I thought to myself. The movements become slower, stiffer, more weary, cautious, and incredibly slow. I wistfully watch out the window and consider the movements of time across ou

Mother Vesna and Dr Michael, Mark’s Dad, kept complaining about burgers on the way to Jindabyne. Blah blah blah. - Mark liked...

This seat is so uncomfortable. My back hurts and my bony arse is never comfortable for even short periods, let along extended. And loud, they’re very loud! I know I’m semi-deaf but not from that bellow. ‘Sit up keep your back straight.’ I think to myself. ‘No, stop fidgeting, it disturbs the other people. This bloke, if he takes my armrest again, I’ll fart and smell the bugger out. Mind you with this din, no-one will hear but I think it will even overpower smell. Think o

I make a habit of following the same consistent set of principles and social parameters over the years. I think I have for two, maybe three, dozen years so far and am probably not going to change any time before the Big Nothingness. Like a stack of same-coloured quoits, or traffic-controlling orange witch’s hats all stacked up. All looking the same All consistent. I like dogs and cats, always have and always will have, at least, one in my family. But, the most remarkable

I had to move... The burghers sucked... No... Really I am sure they were 'infected'... But probably not... In truth... If truth be...

To be congruent two angles are compatible as they have the same number of degrees defining them. But waves, be it sine or co-sine, light...

Incongruities beckon In the shape sorter of life, nothing matches up If only we were Fat, dumb, and oh so happy: Bliss in ignorance To say ‘I was wrong’ Too hard for officialdom Saving face the key Spinning lies like silk Teasing half-truths cherry-picked Talking from their arse We watch dark figures Flickering on the cave wall Shadows in the gloom Mismatched shapes pile up Corpses in a sandy grave Squares to hexagons