Visual poems and prose have multiple shapes - portrait, landscape or other forms, which is why it is difficult to place them in a standard structure. Preferably, this page should be watched on a desktop monitor to benefit from the poems' physical size. I've written a ton of poetry over the decades; below you find a small selection. Click on images to view them in a lightbox. Scroll or click to return to the page that contains the image viewed.
I wrote the prose below somewhere in 2016, out of the blue, which is the best source to obtain creative ideas.
Snake charmers and snakes are each others masters, as are life and death.
Some invitations to party are irresistible, but once there, things turn out to be very different from what you hoped for before.
At times being masterful at killing, is no guarantee for a gourmet meal.
Yes, I love jaguars, even if they can be rather cynical and unfeeling at times.
Rockstars often are as rich as kings and have faster access to the public realm. But fame and fortune come at a steep price and the currency demanded, is beyond imagination and calculation. The fellow that sits on the ledge might seem familiar to a number of you dear visitors.
Life in this three dimensional plane leaves a lot of space for horrors to take place, especially for those of an abominable and repetitive nature.
Circumstances allow life to prosper or be plunged in ruins. It is convenient to have circumstances at hand to put the blame on.
When we cough, we say: 'Excuse me', when someone sneezes, we say: 'Bless you', but when a person farts, we think: You smutty slob.
You meet people at work, at parties or in the mall, but sometimes some of you may be dragged into weird meetings, that are way beyond the scope of their comfort zone. It is like a dream while you are wide awake.
Alleged pillars of society behind the veil often are perverse, deranged plonkers. Those worshiping such monsters from before the veil absolutely either are misinformed or are just too ignorant to live.
There have always been rumours of incredibly tall beings in the legends of indigenous people and in western tales, like Gulliver, the giant. Most recently in a classified report of US troops, stationed in Afghanistan, that claim to have seen and shot it.
The history of mankind has intentionally been obscured by those that take orders from powerful ones that hide behind the veil. It chose a few evil ones to belie, oppress, abuse, exploit and murder the many ignorant.
I have been married for 43 years, but I've heard of such situations, that basically wreck the mind and lives, because of the physical and mental cruelty involved with them.
Human language is riddled with hilariously bonkers sayings that show that the self proclaimed title of intelligent life, is exaggerated.
In this poem the rumour that goes around in the family is reflected.
Prophets and oracles that are allowed to act on the mainstream platform, usually are allowed to be there because they are able to lie convincingly and stand out at sweeping things under the rug.
One has to wonder who or what chose the chosen ones for murky reasons is putting a wild desire for hierarchy above meritocracy and the immutable laws of the universe.
A statue of Shiva, the Hindu god of destruction, an obscene occult rite at the re-opening of the system, rumours of the LHC spewing strangelets, black holes and opening portals to other dimensions. Who is not to love all the fascinating scientific results?
Those that are appointed to take care of things, quite often make a mess of it that is difficult to repair. It is the life mission of bureaucrats.
We have no clue what the universe is really like. Our imagination falls short terribly and our ability to reason is not even near where it should be, to even gain an inkling of what it actually is like. So.....
President John Fitzgerald Kennedy said in a speech of 1961 before the American Newspaper Publishers Association: 'The very word secrecy is repugnant in a free and open society.' Today the woke lot knows nothing of it. Some two years after the speech, JFK was assassinated in Dallas, Texas. Who killed him still is kept a secret up to this day. FOIA records are severely blotted out.
There is quite a lot more to The story of Adam and Eve than how it is told in the bible. Chan Thomas wrote a book about it. But the CIA 'sanitized' the book and left only 57 of the original 232 pages. When asking properly trained (cough!) AI systems about the suspicious page reduction, they say that it is caused because the CIA removed all the blank pages at the end of chapters. Yeah right.....
Although a cat was chosen to feature in a scientific thought experiment, the feline did not give a rats ass about the scholars' plight.
The Dunning-Kruger syndrome has spread at an alarming rate in the era of the woke with a negative IQ.
Those that don't make an effort of independently figuring out what life in this dimension really is, are heading for a future with many more stints in the cyclical prison.
Man has devised machines of which he knows basically nothing about and as a result, doesn't understand what they actually are capable of.
In academic circles it sometimes is said that this universe is a game or simulation. But in a deterministic universe there is no need for simulation, even if there is a plethora of possible outcomes.
The human brain is an interface to the rest of the universe; a tool physical beings need to exist in a material dimension. It is oppressed to prevent proper use by those that aren't chosen by the evil ones that are not chosen by the one that is.
The late great David Bohm in an interview once said that human knowledge is a perceptive enterprise. These words of this wise man we should allow to sink in, bearing in mind that he was able to see past the 1% properties of matter inside the universe.
Silencing the clamor of the conscious to enable hearing the wise whisper of the subconscious probably is the best way to gain knowledge that makes sense.
This is a tiny scribble in Notebook.
This is another Notebook scribble containing a few words for all the bonkers, woke and war mongering world leaders and related criminals.
Bees are attracted to honey and flies are drawn to shit. Evil powers know how to set a trap for all kinds of victims they desire to abuse by setting up a trap they can't ignore.
No matter what would be wise men, gurus, prophets and the lot may say, the repeating cycle of death and rebirth abhors me horrendously. Repetitive cyclical terror is a prison to keep man's soul away from the sublime domain of infinite progress. Which is why Moksha is an escape from the loathsome Samsara.
Don't you love it when poetry has taken on some visual form? Even if you're not supposed to like it by the self appointed decency police and the censure terrorist moderators, of which there are none on this site.
Mercenaries and snipers are the most intensely detested fighters in existence, but there are some that shoot dissimilar than the rest.
The human language, as it is expressed by the late, great Terrence McKenna, is a limited and paradoxical means to communicate. Language of course is inherently related to thoughts and feeling. The most feared and widespread code that scares the wits out of the living, is an algorithm called fear.
To live and fly in three dimensions while being in touch with the fourth and fifth realms. Can there be anything else left to be desired?
An English bloke from the music industry once called Hendrix a 'force of nature' after attending his first concert in London. He could not have expressed it better.
This poem 'Nostalgia of love' is not about a person, but about the entire human race that has become addicted to torture and abuse, being censured, plundered, deceived, exploited and murdered.
In 1917 3 children had a vision in 3 appearances of the virgin Mary. Sister Lucia wrote them down and handed them to the Vatican. The 3rd secret is believed to have only partially been revealed. In about the same era psychic Edgar Cayce made a prediction of a cataclysmic time that would occur on earth.
The models our brain creates, are what we are trained to perceive.
All the people involved with the recent genocide and its potential successors for concealed, iniquitous and fatal reasons will be offered the unavoidable opportunity to comment on their karma balance once entering the metempsychosis.
It is not planetary leadership, not aliens, but the son of a female deity that was conceived without insemination, also known as the Demiurge, that created the material world in order to imprison souls forever inside cyclical time. She regretted giving birth to her son and threw him out of the heavens. He was an androgenous and rude entity. Does this sound familiar?
The heinous gang of deities is an unfathomable, callous mob that betrays and murders any 'god' or human that interferes with their utterly iniquitous existence. They fled to man's timeline to exploit, abuse and destroy all life in it. But it is a matter of time before they are found and will be killed after which all their victims will be liberated.
Some of us went through a Near-Death-Experience, while by far most of us go through a nasty Near-Life-Experience, which to many is a pain in the anal cavity. So when you end up on the wrong side of the grass, it in fact is being at the right side of existence, provided that you escape the soul hunters that will send you straight to yet an other stint of life in the material dimension, where evil powers feed on the negative energy you radiate, by creating miserable circumstances in the life into which they have forced you to reincarnate. It is paramount to stay out of the claws of the soul hunters after you have passed away.
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