Sombre shadows shape the day before dying at night to reappear as dreams about unpleasant themes in the isolation of a fantasy. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
At the Seaside
Clouds suffused with crimson dance around the sky The sea begins to shimmer as the morning dawns A canoe slides smoothly across its calm blue waters Joggers trot along beside the gently flowing waves Speedboats emerging from the river head out to sea. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
Banished
Bent and twisted branches grope and tear at anyone who ventures near where lonely sorrows die and nothing stirs except the shy rustle of trees in sepulchral silence under a turquoise sky the copses tinted cobalt blue and where rivulets of ruined illusions flow. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
Love or Lust
Marriage is the reason for socially acceptable sex and for promiscuity and infidelity. Lovemaking is a social euphemism for copulation as a restroom is the place to piss. Porn is about sexual gratification and an incentive to rape and possibly assassinate. Husbands and mental degenerates lust after boys and goats assault underage girls. Homosexuality is unnatural and bad for evolution. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
Metaphysics
The occult is where the superstitious devote their lives to myth and magic that doesn't exist. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
Dada
Displays of insane rage confined inside a picture frame. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
Legends
A proud space empty of vanity bold and impersonal. A narrative cast in token gold. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
Soliloquy
Provocations compete with enmity Crevasses grope in cold embrace Luminous lilies and bright red roses. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
Megalomania
Those who worship at the shrine of their boastful lives lose their identities and become victims to the demands of their alter egos. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
Injustice
Crimes once committed should never be absolved by the statute of limitations or double jeopardy because it is illogical and nonsensical to allow time to be the judge - and there is no logical reason why people can't be tried again for the same crime. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
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