A new take on love

We fear just being

We have been told it’d make us lazy.

But it is in the trying
The attempt to climb mountains (metaphorical)

that pain comes.

It is in the trying that we grow to love or hate

We can’t have love without hate. Once you see that, you see that love is perhaps a conqueror, as the saying goes “Love conquers all” oh it certainly conquers, but not how you think.

It doesn’t conquer hate, for hate needs love and love needs hate.

It is with this in mind that I say that love is a childish notion, it is not some great devine, it is not some fantastic cure all. We can’t end hate till we transcend love.

If you’re interested in more posts like this, of a philosophical meandering nature then like this post. I may open another blog just for my thoughts on life, like I had previously.

Worship no one

“Matt, are you okay you seem quiet?”

I simply have nothing to say

I’ve learnt something and no one will hear it. Because no one wants to.

Peace and love are not the same thing.

If we wish to transcend hate, we must transcend love. That is to say, realise the childish notion of both. It is a myth that love conquers all.

Peace conquers all.

But peace shall not come through the blessings of ‘god’ or any other worshipping. To worship is to quash peace. Peace is the antidote to worship.

When there is nothing to worship, there is nothing to hate.

Space Cowboy

Out on the moon
A cowboy rides a unicorn tonight
He won’t be home soon
He’s out for the long ride
He smells of whiskey and wine
Has a beard marking days gone by
But he doesn’t mind
Because he got to where he set his sights
No mountain was too high
And he takes a light
Smokes his cigarettes
And breathes in his dreams through the hazy night

© 2015

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Mechanical death

Like a body just awakened
In his tomb

In the stillness of the night
My dust coated eyes
Open wide

In the silence of the dark
My sewn lips come undone
The stillness of my heart
Suddenly it beats like a drum

When I blink
My eyes creak
That’s how long it’s been
When I open my cracked lips
My tongue nearly falls off its hinge

Like a toy they can wind
The mechanisms in my mind
The gears begin turning
Behind my doll like eyes
Eternity is burning

And once again
I burden the world
With yet another breath
Just when nature
Thought it had seen to my death

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Written in 2014 Posted on previous blog

Pompous ass

Why yes I am a pompous twirp
How good of you to notice
Would you like to give this mask a whirl?
You’ll rather find that your wings will unfurl
Yes, bingo wings
But it’s okay, you can stick duct tape
Nice and tight, bind that flesh in
That’s right
Remember never to wind ya neck in
it’ll happen naturally
Standing outside the antiques inn
Cooing over pottery cows
What a nice novelty jug to store ya milk in!
Sit inside sun lit cafes
Drinking tea and eating scones
Talking of the husbands
In hushed tones
Bitching about that bitch
In leopard print rags
Still with the shopping tags
And that young lad
Who don’t know how to wear his fucking cap
Ya’ve got it in mind to give these youths a slap
Your husbands too
Cuz he’s been out on the razz
Spilling beer on his corduroy trousers
While dancing to jazz
And to top your day off
I’m being a pompous ass
Welcome

 

2016

May I urinate along with the correct genitals in the stall next to me

The title ^^^ that’s how stupid some of you sound.

 

I used a unisex toilet

imagine my embarrassment

when I learnt

it doesn’t mean I can rape the women….

 

(taking the piss out of people getting bent out of shape over unisex toilets in certain states of America)

people so bent out of shape about what gentials the urine is coming out of in the next stall makes me laugh at you humans so much. Just take a piss and be done with it. Jesus fucking Christ. And most men are not going to go in there with the hopes of raping women. And for the love of God, most men aren’t gonna dress as women just to take advantage of women and children. And for fuck sake you’ve been sharing bathrooms with trans people for a long time. The only difference is some people have decided to make it all a big deal on the left, that trans people use toilets, and the right have reacted with their usual rhetoric. Both sides are a barrel of laughs. I’m so glad I’m not a human…..

Years worth of screaming

The scratching echoes through my skull
Can’t escape the noise as I’m being engulfed
My silent cry barley reaches the surface
Diving in head first, hoping I fell unnoticed
Legs kicking, hands frantically reaching
Trying to remember all of life’s little teachings
Instead all I hear is screeching
As my lungs burst open
With years worth of screaming

 

© 2015