Sunday 14 August 2011

Falling Down. Mark Parry.


We stopped serving breakfast at 11am.  Even though it says Breakfast All Day is served.
Men at work.  You cannot come this way or that.
Your travel concession card has just expired.
No room on public transport for the likes of you.
You're not allowed to come on this bus, looking like a Goth all dressed in black.
No right of way for a single person like you.
Tailbacks on M25 expected.
M25 Toll Tax expected, so don't grummble.
Politicians do as they please.  But you're not allowed to do as you please outcast.
Disability Benefits Entitlement has been stopped by ATOS.
No, you can't have a house because they're all being used by no-one.  And you are a bloody British outcast.
No right of way for you.  Get lost outcast.
You ordered a lunch that tastes horrible.  But we're not going to give you your money back.  That's because the money is now ours to keep.  And we know the lunch is so small, you better get it quick before it evaporates into thin air.
The customer is always wrong, when it comes to our marvelous coalition laws and rules.
You're not really insane disabled people.  We at ATOS know you are faking it.  So we want to give you an assessment, just to humiliate you for The Government.
We The Police will only come to an emergency, if you are a criminal wasting our time.
Massive disruption expected due to an imaginary terrorist threat to the UK. 
Dog shit on the streets.  It is a crime, so we'll put up loads of useless signs everywhere.
We'll stop you coming out of your home.  We'll create a curfew on citizens after 8pm.
You're not allowed to talk in a Public Library about mental health issues, or we will contact the nearest community support officers, and have you arrested for not being silent in the public Library.  This has actually happened to me just recently.
You are not allowed to look out of your window, even though that is what windows are for.
You are not allowed to chat up a female here in Oswestry.  If you do, we will have you arrested.

Does anybody know any other great political jokes?

Monday 18 July 2011

Saturday 26 February 2011

Colours.


He walks out into darkness.
In the middle of the day.
His black heart is unseen.
He's lost in a misty dream.

But when he stands alone.
In Nature's perfect love.
She strips away his colours.

She wears a necklace of rainbows.
On the edges of the fire.
She's walking to a dark beat.
The blackness of her soul.

But when she stands alone.
In Nature's perfect love.
She strips away her colours.


Based on Painted Orange's Colors.

The Question.


Let me finnish the question.
Even when there's a gap in time.
It could be a few seconds.
I've heard the voice before.
Do not tell me the name.
Even though I asked the question.
I may have a small cut in memory.
The answer may come from nowhere.
The name that I asked you about.
It may just pop back into my head.
So let me finnish the question.
By you giving me time to seek it.
The answer to the question.


This is my poem.  Please respect all my poetry.  Do not steal my writting.

Dark Forces, True Friends For The Needy.

We live in a society that has become too dependant on the physical.  There are metephysical realms all around us.  What you are meant to see is a shadow.  Worlds of darkness collide with Dark Spirits.  The light from the sun is an illusion.  Dreams are made of ice and snow.  The lost are secretly sold by greed, into the endless nocturniums.

Dark Angels watch over the silent few.  They are asigned to protect us on many intangible realms.  They enter our earth through portals beyond time and space.  The mile-wide Motherships are sent here to retrieve the unaccepted souls.  One day the earth will turn to darkness.  The sun shall be blotted out of the sky.  And graves shall shake violently.  Tombstones in the Necropolis of life will fall.  Earthquakes will cause Banshees to wail at the Forbidden moon.

The secret bunkers of Dark Supernatural Aliens shall awaken forever.  They shall rage against the false lights of the heavens.  Blackness is a dream come true.  Individualism shall destroy the uniforms of control.  We shall have our way, by using Telekinesis.  We shall have dominion over the whole political spectrums.  they shall not win the final battle.  Neither will the church.  Pagan Goddesses and Gods will put an end to Christian Authority.

Friday 25 February 2011

New Music To My Ears.

Trad Goth is making a decent comeback.  I've just read the new Dominion Issue 9.  I love reading this.  It's the only decent bit of Terrorizer Magazine.  The rest of it is mostly shit.  Sometimes there are Great Gothic bands listed in Terrorizer.  But it's not enough.  I want more.  I want more Gothic stuff.  I want Great websites by Goths.  I want cool pictures of Gothic females, with beautiful Gothic black-shiny boots, and sexy Gothic feet.

Goth is amongst us on many dark levels.  I refuse to give up a good thang.  I want to find lots of sexy Gothic females, as friends and lovers.  I wish I could marry every Gothic Goddess.  But that would be a terrible crime.  But sex is rife in the dark underground chambers of Hell.  Why not sin?

Wednesday 9 February 2011

Butterfly In Winter


This is a picture I took 14/01/2011.  It's a bit early for butterflies.