!! THE DAMNED TORPEDO: Foo Fighting Speed A'Hades !!
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CENSOR CENSORSHIP.

"Who Censors the Censors?"
The City of Sydney Council sees fit to block, in the name of Propiety of Society my access to this site. Not that it does anything other than halt my adding material to a poetry website.* Horses for Courses, they say, hoarses for coarsers. But now I have come to Horses for Corsairs time, hoarses for coarse airs.
*In fact I can access the content via their computers, but not add material. They are thus making a grotesque assumption, as well as taking an anti-cultural stance.
Be that largely as it may, my poetry but intermittently sings on this site, until come the Night when, invoking under my Lady Nuit's Stars, I unlock the Bars of Hell, and arrange properly priced internet access outside the current boundaries of the test bed of governmental censorship. Regardless, I Damn the Torpedoes.
Hope you're All Going Swimmingly, e'en as I Aussie Crawl.
of the Eternal One,
Master Anarchy, c.June 2007 Era Vulgaris.
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"Anarchy": from the Ancient Greek, when cities were ruled by Archons:
"an": not; denial of necessity for.
"archon": ruler, chief, rectum.
Go Figure.
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[Unthanx to Unpopular Undemand...Voila!!!]
"Ja, Ja, Ja; Na, Na, Na; Bla, Bla, Bla; Ra Ra Ra:" - to paraphrase Jospeh Beuys.
And if you're really serious, read of my critiques etc. (I'm not here to write my biography:I'm here to do poetry)^.
{Read&Repeat for the duration of a Month of Sundays, or until satisfied}.
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INTROIT BRAGGADACIO: "That I Call
My Self That
Means Not That
"I Am",
But Rather That
"We Should."
CAVEAT DA VAMPYRRY et DU VAMPIREE,
ex The Vampyre Thubbaalon:
And if it be one finds one's self identity within the Vampiric Tradition, it means not that ye be somewhat special. It may be that ye be somewhat specious. But further of such here we speak not; yea, Here We Speak Not. [qv. The Groups "The Undead Poets Society", "Vampyre Haven", "Vampyre Voodoo Veritas", et alia of which I speak not at all: the first mentioned is open to all (& Mastered by No Man); the latter twain require applications]( )
CAVEAT EMPTOR: ("Buyer Beware".) My critques may strike some as hard; I can but hope they be not taken for harsh. Refinement through reflection and response is certainly one's intention: I learn from critiques, given and received, as much as from the writing and reading, let alone the speaking, of poetry.
CAVEAT CODICIL: Further, my critiques are intended not so much to encourage rewrites, or Blockages in the allpoetry system ( ), but to enjoin further meditation on the nature of i: subject matter, a secondary consideration for me to ... ii: the marriage of subject matter with ... iii: poetic formulation and peregrination preparatory to Muse's (sic) Stoop.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

CENSOR CENSORSHIP.

"Who Censors the Censors?"
The City of Sydney Council sees fit to block, in the name of Propiety of Society my access to this site. Not that it does anything other than halt my adding material to a poetry website.* Horses for Courses, they say, hoarses for coarsers. But now I have come to Horses for Corsairs time, hoarses for coarse airs.
*In fact I can access the content via their computers, but not add material. They are thus making a grotesque assumption, as well as taking an anti-cultural stance.
Be that largely as it may, my poetry but intermittently sings on this site, until come the Night when, invoking under my Lady Nuit's Stars, I unlock the Bars of Hell, and arrange properly priced internet access outside the current boundaries of the test bed of governmental censorship. Regardless, I Damn the Torpedoes.
Hope you're All Going Swimmingly, e'en as I Aussie Crawl.
of the Eternal One,Master Anarchy, c.June 2007 Era Vulgaris.
******************************************************
"Anarchy": from the Ancient Greek, when cities were ruled by Archons:
"an": not; denial of necessity for.
"archon": ruler, chief, rectum.
Go Figure.
*****************************************************
[Unthanx to Unpopular Undemand...Voila!!!]
"Ja, Ja, Ja; Na, Na, Na; Bla, Bla, Bla; Ra Ra Ra:" - to paraphrase Jospeh Beuys.
And if you're really serious, read of my critiques etc. (I'm not here to write my biography:I'm here to do poetry)^.
{Read&Repeat for the duration of a Month of Sundays, or until satisfied}.
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INTROIT BRAGGADACIO: "That I Call
My Self That
Means Not That
"I Am",
But Rather That
"We Should."
CAVEAT DA VAMPYRRY et DU VAMPIREE,
ex The Vampyre Thubbaalon:
And if it be one finds one's self identity within the Vampiric Tradition, it means not that ye be somewhat special. It may be that ye be somewhat specious. But further of such here we speak not; yea, Here We Speak Not. [qv. The Groups "The Undead Poets Society", "Vampyre Haven", "Vampyre Voodoo Veritas", et alia of which I speak not at all: the first mentioned is open to all (& Mastered by No Man); the latter twain require applications]( )
CAVEAT EMPTOR: ("Buyer Beware".) My critques may strike some as hard; I can but hope they be not taken for harsh. Refinement through reflection and response is certainly one's intention: I learn from critiques, given and received, as much as from the writing and reading, let alone the speaking, of poetry.
CAVEAT CODICIL: Further, my critiques are intended not so much to encourage rewrites, or Blockages in the allpoetry system ( ), but to enjoin further meditation on the nature of i: subject matter, a secondary consideration for me to ... ii: the marriage of subject matter with ... iii: poetic formulation and peregrination preparatory to Muse's (sic) Stoop.
- Last seen on Jul 2 4:12 AM. Member since October 18, 2006.
- I'm a onyx dragon poet for 841 comments.
- My mood is Caveat Emptor.
- I am a 43 year old man (Australia)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a Mystery.
- Visit my homepage at the Castle of Dreams













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When in good spirits they
Chose to queer, it's goad to duck. -
An Alliteral
Wandering, in character. -
The Ass Serene, upon the fold
Of Wolf Hair, matted it, open door.23 lines, July 1. In Spiritual, Personal, Benefice of Isolation, Self Sufficiency, Social Recompension. Reward
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hiraeth on March 13Yeah, I know about the whole Standard English thing. It just pisses me off when people are too lazy to spell correctly. Blame the Internet and the overall laziness and stupidity of my generation.
And "bubble" is an awesome word. I didn't know Shakespeare invented that one
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Desire : Sending Love&Light Your Way Sweet One!! on February 14
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Desire : Stopping by Sweet One to say~~ on December 24, 2007
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JadalaStar on December 4, 2007Hey, I was just at you're other ID on here. I'm now checking this one out as you suggested. ^.^



