Good Nature

Dear 2012,

I’d rather feed my testicles slowly through a meat grinder than sit through that utter bollocks again.

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life is too short to live without poetry

so if you’ve got soul then darling come on and show me:

The rain

Moved across the subtle spring face of the Bay of Naples

When will the larks come home?

When the rain has gone my dearest

Where have you gone, my own?

Are we at last washed away?

Washed out?

awake?

My dear, what would we make of this subtle

Catastrophe were the stars to lose

Their grip on the blanketed firmament

And become our bosom-friends?

Would we scream or stare in wonderment?

You are my child and I am the wonderless universe

I marvel

That despite my age of timeless

I am single minded in this cacophony of tongues

Assalaamu alaykum

And peace be upon you my brother

So then, is this our time? Are we to build our new Jerusalem on this barren patch of dirt?

Ah, raise walls out of the wind you say

Yes well the next time you see the winds stand in someone’s way you let me know

Listen:

You will not construct you paradise with the sword, nor will it ever make a ploughshare. The blade was made to cleave and cleave it shall. No, if we are to give ourselves legs to stand on we must find neutral ground. How on earth does one claim paradise? It is not claimed but granted. The ground will be rocky but pure, it will speak for itself and we must let it speak.

There is much to tell.

Born in fire, frosted in cold, scorched in sun to be rough and dry and paradise.

Paradise.

Small evils and smaller goods. Were we born to this? We shall in time not be. Go madam; tell of all you have seen. Here we have found our land.

In our death do we at once find our dream arrayed before us as if in tapestry, or by their absence are we then free to find ourselves in paradise?

I did not come all this way to die and in such a place and die I shall not. I have become the dark and the light. I have become as the day and the night. I have become my dreams and they haunt me.

Canada sucks…?

so I was just reading this article about how Canada’s essentially destroying the earth.

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drink more. drink less.

so I was walking through london the other day playing “spot the white man” with myself

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