#sociopolitical

picture held the answer pages held the cure fix for these old cancers is to live a life that's pure purely incidental recompense for one surely seeming mental but the battles must be won hey! here we go for Jesus here we kneel and pray clearly from the thesis it should never be this way way too denigrating margins set to burn say it's way frustrating how few of you ever learn hey! I don't need excuses I don't need your lies why won't these abuses and these tendencies just die dying to get off this coaster of despair vying for the off switch but there is just nothing there hey! what the hell has happened hey! what the hell indeed hey! we once had a captain of more than just industry hey! picture held the answer pages held the cure nixed for spreading cancers all that they want to endure during this debacle that they call a term earnings for the brothel the property of the worm hey! history repeats us herstory derailed mystery impedes us on patriarchy impaled pale in comparison to the dollar's deeds grail in the garrison and we're gonna make it bleed hey! I don't want excuses I don't want the bile why won't we throw deuces and give up the pedophile file it under pure greed print it in the Post style will take the proceeds for it's what you value most hey! what the hell has happened hey! what the hell indeed hey! we once had a captain of more than just industry hey! picture held the answer pages held the cure (07/13/26)

never say never and never say die change in the weather it is always nigh has been forever a consistent lie never say never and never say die one for the money which they like a lot not being funny as far as they got they locked in on it and took it to heart ran it like Sonic and it was the spark one that has triggered so many wildfires and reconfigured how many are wired never say never and never say die change in the weather it is always nigh has been forever a consistent lie never say never and never say die one for the money don't expect a two they like it sunny like climate can do refuse to move on to step from the sun they are holding on to step number one with the imbalance that it has now caused scale-tipping talents garner their applause never say never and never say die change in the weather it is always nigh has been forever a consistent lie never say never and never say die one for the money now they represent the cold and cunning of the one percent and so they spoon feed the slop to us all my inner Goonie it answers the call seeking adventures worthy endeavor to alter postures will they change... never say never and never say die change in the weather it is always nigh has been forever a consistent lie never say never and never say die (06/22/26)

huckory, duckery, shock it is fuckery o' clock the clock struck one struck for freedom huckory, duckery, shock muckory, shuckery, bloc once more fuckery o' clock the clock struck two Netanyahu muckory, shuckery, bloc the days are getting goosey we're turning on each other the screws are getting loose see and I am one cold mother buckory, cuckery, hoc it's still fuckery o' clock the clock struck three from sea to sea buckory, cuckery, hoc huckory, duckery, shock yup, it's fuckery o' clock the clock struck four illegal war huckory, duckery, shock the days are getting goosey we're turning on each other the screws are getting loose see and I am one cold mother knuckory, suckery, cocks it stays fuckery o' clock the clock struck five mind like a hive, for genocide knuckory, suckery, cocks cruxory, luxury yacht fucking fuckery o' clock the clock struck six for avarice cruxory, luxury yacht the days are getting goosey we're turning on each other the screws are getting loose see and I am one cold mother yuckory, stuckery, mock always fuckery o' clock clock struck seven no more questions yuckory, stuckery, mock huckory, duckery, shock it is fuckery o' clock the clock struck eight as racists hate, no balanced weight huckory, duckery, shock the days are getting goosey we're turning on each other the screws are getting loose see and I am one cold mother tuckory, luckery, lock n'er not fuckery o' clock the clock struck nine justice maligned tuckory, luckery, lock fluxory, huxtery, rock can't stand fuckery o' clock the clock struck ten vast corruption, that never ends fluxory, huxtery, rock the days are getting goosey we're turning on each other the screws are getting loose see and I am one cold mother uckory, juxtery, plot why it's fuckery o' clock struck eleven caving heads in uckory, juxtery, plot huckory, duckery, shock yup, it's fuckery o' clock the clock struck twelve one percent hell huckory, duckery, shock (06/20/26)

the sinister conversion heart rotted on the spit apathetic perversion all we have left of it we have truly lost our way a trillion times over avarice now owns the day we the people shoulder the burdens of the wealthy the fees that they inflict the pulse no longer healthy reflected in edict the documents are dusty founders turning in graves it's getting kind of musky the foundations betrayed the sinister conversion heart rotted on the spit apathetic perversion all we have left of it I saw these cold tides turning establishment of fees have paid with all my earnings these costs of poverty we have truly lost our way a trillion times over avarice now owns the day we just push the boulder the hill keeps getting steeper lines constantly redrawn the put upon seem eager to place these shackles on the covenants are crusty founders turning in their graves it's getting kind of musky showing signs of decay the sinister conversion heart rotted on the spit apathetic perversion all we have left of it I saw these cold tides turning establishment of fees have paid with all my earnings these costs of poverty we have truly lost our way a trillion times over avarice now owns the day methods growing colder laying waste to safety nets and the aid that matters to fund yachts and private jets excess served on platters machine no longer rusty for our blood soaks the gears the air is sour and musky so much it may not clear the sinister conversion heart rotted on the spit apathetic perversion all we have left of it I saw these cold tides turning establishment of fees have paid with all my earnings these costs of poverty we have truly lost our way a trillion times over as we're feeding this decay we die of exposure (06/16/26)

where once I believed find now I cannot heart penned to my sleeve somehow I forgot why it was conceived I once cared a lot where once I believed find now I cannot time is ever-changing in truth, so are we always rearranging who we are to be broken into pieces time and time again scar tissue increases with reconstruction time is ever-changing influencing all with ways of estranging what's penned to the wall from its very meaning purpose is unmoored still it bears repeating this I can't afford where once I believed find now I cannot my heart sought reprieve thought it worth a shot yes, I am aggrieved gave it all I've got where once I believed find now I cannot time is ever-changing the world is in flux saw where it was aiming but not where it struck still I kept it burning as long as I could flames of hope all yearning just to see the good where once I believed find now I cannot heart penned to my sleeve somehow I forgot why it was conceived I once cared a lot where once I believed find now I cannot time is ever-changing in truth, so are we always rearranging who we are to be broken into pieces some forever lost scar tissue increases it costs what it costs yes, I am aggrieved gave it all I've got where once I believed find now I cannot (05/27/26)

poly want a market betting on the strife everything's a target everything in life odds aren't in your favor house holds all the cards place your bets and savor life without regard Rob E. wants a market that still has a soul not one that's so dark it's under the control of the apathetic cogs of the machine such builds are pathetic thrive on being mean care to make a wager I wager you would we are all just players long been understood cruelty is selling always making bank darkness so compelling it's now pulling rank poly want a market void of decency compassion discarded in its infancy humanity worsens with every bet placed no form of exertion just utter disgrace Rob E. wants a market that's not so corrupt see how this all started know that we are fucked all our worst impulses fully on display finger on the pulse is feeling it decay care to make a wager I wager you would we are all just players long been understood cruelty is selling always making bank darkness so compelling it's now pulling rank poly want a market betting on each blow everything's a target the new status quo (5/24/26)