I love how people wait for the apocalypse when it's clearly been going on for some time. I can't even begin to describe the sheer amount of war and needless death that has taken place within the last 100 years. Mind blowing, and grounding to say the least. The rich openly rob the poor and manipulate the system while the poor fold into an institutionalized mentality and reality. The workers unite for all the most selfish reasons while never applying their plight to any real advancement in society at large.
Business giants pour money into the most heartless endeavors such as weapons contracts, and risky energy purchasing and selling (at astronomical rates). We watch tv and dream of being celebrities, and millionaires. Frankly, it's a circus, and the audience is oblivious that they've become the main act, and they're doing it for free. Our pimp is money and god itself, but surely not what Jesus died for. Yet that's one of their biggest selling points, heaven. Get to heaven, and don't be afraid to step over a few deserving sinner's throats. Bullets have never been so desirably neutral. Death dealt out by children and men alike for reasons no one will ever understand. Kent State, Colombine, JFK, RFK,Martin Luther King Jr. Shit, no wonder people are just so stupid, bored, selfish, and wicked to one another, start loving and teaching, and you'll catch your death for certain.
Do rivers really need to run red? When the streets clearly are. Serial killers grabbing kids on whims. Sex, torture, masochism, sadism and death in every media source. Programming the sociopolitical curious, and repelling the just. Religion and land possession leading the way through a Malthusian cycle of ignorance and control put in place by the few to use the many.
You will buy it buy the cereal box full, because you have no choice. When we wake it up it will all have been too real, and confounded by our own misleading we will cry for our discrepancies to a place none of us have read for.
I will only say "fight" and "learn", protect the innocent, and be loyal to your brother, for only he will have the final choice to save you, and this planet. Mothers behold the queen of the night, babylon with her stars and stripes. Gobbling up child by the drought and war to toothpick its meals and sharpen its hooves. Prayer will not work, fear will abound, and time will stop as all take notice to the end of novelty and the rise of the new world order.
Please tell me what you think
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first off, I wouldn't call this a poem......it's prose.....conclusion is scant.....you need to think all of this through much deeper...do some research.... perhaps read some social theorists like Jean Beaudrillard and Michel Foucault...cheers!
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Not to burst your obviously excitable alpha male slightly half-ass sophisticated stick to balls cool, but I've read every theorist that's ever theorized (not that those two are worth a shit missile, except by your modicum of opinion). See, I am a rare book dealer, a father of three, and a veteran, and I am privy to more "reading" than I need to name drop about. But just to play with Mercury, do you actually think that if I took your notes seriously and made changes perhaps even referencing such greats as Foucalt and Erikson, Kopp, perhaps Goethe that it would somehow be better and more interesting? Do you honestly believe anyone under the age of 30 would even know whom I was referencing? Where in the fuck are you from Canada or England? Now, prose, poetry, rules, lines all merge in point therefore I need not point out to detail oriented tight asses the differences since any monkey would know that this is not a poem, and only a fucking monkey would be SURE to make sure everyone else did too. This is merely an observation of mine (the prose). "Think it through"? My friend I spent 6 years in the navy special forces, and I can assure you that you haven't the slightest clue about what goes on throughout the world's various political and religious battles. I wasn't trying to write a treatise that would please even the most tool shed polished asshat like yourself. I was merely stating a couple facts, and if you weren't so used to getting fucked in the ass by the same old "ideas" and "theories" enough to actually put yourself in a place like Somalia, Afghanistan and Iraq to really know some real facts and not reported facts I wouldn't have had to pause for three minutes to call you out on your obvious comfortability with it all so delicately packed up your 4 year in college I must be onto something iconoclastic butt hole. However, if you would have said that I should have checked my facts with say Warner Brothers, or the ATF then you'd be onto something. Have fun with your balls genius, because the only thing interesting about you beyond the fact that you think you're a hustler is watching real learned men like yourself swagger about in a perpetual state of ball smacking, whore courting, name dropping bliss. That's my fucking game.
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Now these words truly reveal your rare insight,extensive experience, and immeasurable intellect! WOW! Foucault [proper spelling by the way] and Beaudrillard are worthless in your impeccable assessment....WOW AGAIN!
I've never made such a terrible mistake in my whole life!Please accept my deepest apology for offending your incredible,incomparable piece of writing, the likes of which I'm certain AllPoetry has never seen or will likely ever see again.What good fortune for someone as insignificant as myself to be in the presence of such greatness! -
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I bet you're one of these first date mumps that paraphrases Tesla's life to doe eyed vulvas bent on marrying the total package. I, however, I'm a bit too traveled for frat boy boasts, and suburban complacency. I was obviously watching mass murder in first person 16 years ago while you were reading Jean Beaudrillard and Michel Foucault. Perhaps if they were there with me at the time, we could have all theorized our way back to a warm chair and game show somewhere in Shitstack, Wyoming.
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You really are unaware that children and women are dying by the second aren't you? While you, and here's the good part, are pitching theorists. Are you truly so distracted by your own advice that you actually believe SOMEHOW authenticating the already finished work of better men than you is going to help you come off as interesting, or others, regardless of the medium? What a tampon. I've bumped into douches before, but you're mountain fuckin' rain fresh. Here's an idea. Pretend for a minute that you actually have some balls, quit plugging ghosts (that even with the best theories in the world couldn't change a fucking diaper, proof being... Well history), and show us how it's done then. I'll be right here waiting to read your "theories", your theories and the return of Christ. I'll start needling together a quilt now.
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How could I ever, with my meager intelligence, ever satisfy such a robust champion of THE TRUTH such as yourself? I am convinced now that You must be the Enlightened One we have all been agonizingly waiting for all these centuries.You see right through 'theorists' because they of course have no direct knowledge[or even care in the slightest] about all the suffering of the world that you witnessed first hand .Foucault and Beaudrillard [ you got their spelling right this time....thank goodness for Wikipedia!] in your infinite wisdom 'couldn't even change a fucking diaper'.Wow again and again!
What can I say? You leave me breathless! What luck to chance upon you in this my miniscule, petty existence! BRAVO MAESTRO! BRAVO! RAGE ON PIEDPIPER ! RAGE ON ! -
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I take it that the meat of your position is based on the fact that Foucault and Beaudrillard could change a diaper? Here's what I know, you are not a father, you are afraid to be. One day, when you become a big boy, even though you're older than me no doubt, and change a few diapers you'll get the metaphor, and understand life a little better.
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actually OMNISCIENT ONE, I am a father.My son is 22 years old, and is one of those under 30 people you decided in your infinite wisdom could never 'reference' such thought...has studied deeply a whole array of critical thinkers including Foucault and Beaudrillard , and has numerous friends who also are intimately aware of the great significance of 'theorey' because the world's pain and suffering spins on 'theory'......humans murder other humans because of their inability to experience a diametrically opposed 'theory' without a violent reaction....much like the way you react to me...go re-read your comments to me....you insult,degrade,attack my values without even knowing me.....you constantly guess at who I am ...project on me 'stranger'...'enemy' so that I can fit into your precoceived world view.......try reading my poems for a start.......cheers AMIGO PERFECTO!
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You know what's hilarious? At the end of our entire argument? You pitched your poetry, now that's fucking funny. Is that what this whole thing was about? You being just another one of these desperate poets looking for some authentication?
You know what I think about poets, and or people that think their poems are precious and brilliant? I think they've hit their head on a hard veiny black dick, poetry is dead, has been for years, and the art form itself is just packed full of people that want to BE POETS SOoooooo BAD, makes me just giggle . You want to know why? Because there's more interesting shit to read and talk about pilgrim than your fucking poetry. What a hack. Yes, lets all run out and read your poetry, that's the fucking solution, that will make us feel better. What a fucking needy bitch you are, Do you have to be told you're doing a good job at work and play too, so you don't get depressed? -
I wouldn't read your poems if you were a poet, and I was that bored. And if my memory serves me right, it was you that
came and shit in my yard, not vice-versa. I don't wander off into your territory and start telling you to read more theorists, you fucking spent tit. If you don't want people to call you on your opinions, don't go out of your way to give it. I just don't agree with you, end of story. I think theories, are just that, theories, as purposeful as fog, and long winded diatribes. Actions and non actions speak louder. My reaction was hardly violent. You obviously have no clue what violence is if you think that's violent. "world's pain and suffering spins on 'theory'." That is easily that most retarded observation I've ever encountered. Rape, murder, and genocide are not theories idiot. They are realities, are you really that fucking stupid? Really? -
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lol! Everything just uttered from your overcompensating
hypermasculine potty mouth is ,in my estimation, YOUR 'theory'.
It's so interesting that your piece is entitled
'People are Afraid', because all your responses are so obviously fearful.You give no intelligent feedback on 'theory' yet youclaim to be aware of Foucault,Beaudrillard and many others,but it's really clear you have not studied any of them.And as far as being a 'rare books dealer',I think that it's like a hardrock miner selling stolen gold and imagining himself an alchemist!
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Did you really just put a rotating happy face at the end of your paragraph? Do you also really think I don't read? Your metaphor was hardly cryptic, and failed to work.
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I have really bad news for you. I'm not going to read your work. I just don't want to. Put it in the pile by the door.
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Okay, now I'm really cackling, you got me! I'm afraid of reading your poetry, and believing your theories. I've been caught! Or is it that I'm afraid of reading the theorists you've suggested? Is that what you're going to believe? Go for it. You think I haven't studied "any of them"? My question to you (not my theory mind you) is why do you put SO much power, and faith, and entitlement upon your selected theorists? What if I chose another 2 of say the 200 well known theorists of last 2,000 years? What then? Or are you theorizing that I haven't studied any of them? OH GOD I'M SO THOROUGHLY Scared and confused now! Look out. You are a complete hat of ass. Fuckin' shit you're a piece of work.
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you remind me of a guy I once gambled with in 9
ball a few years ago who was hard to beat in front of an audience of onlookers...strutting around...swearing...acting
tough...twirling his cue like some martial artistbut as soon as I moved the game to back table with nobody around and it was just the two of us head to head with no distractions,he folded like a cheap shirt!
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This is the back table. We're not being watched by a crowd. Do you also walk around with that feeling that you're in a movie or on tv? They have meds for that you know.
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I had a drill instructor during BUDS used to say the same thing. That was his gimmick. I never folded. I graduated and moved on. He's still there. That's his job.
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Please tell me what you think
I plan to revise this poem: please leave constructive criticism!
this is where I began....
your words
calling what you wrote a poem
you're constantly bluffing!
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"Please tell me what you think I plan to revise this poem: please leave constructive criticism!"
I'd love to take credit for writing such an interesting request, but if you'd pull your head out of your ass long enough to be a little observant you'd find that allpoetry automatically puts that at the bottom of every single work published here, the author doesn't write that. They can request that they're be no comments or criticism, and that too is also a robotic automated feature, but I hardly think that would have mattered in this case, but nice try. -
and...this is definitely NOT the back
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BLUFFING would ever say that..
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Here's your audience Newman "© Jeremi Handrinos, All rights reserved
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Lookout People!!!!! Ten OLD VIEWS... Jesus Christ, you're like a daredevil in a wheelchair.
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"bluffing" What the fuck are you talking about? What would I be bluffing about? Theories, your poetry, theorists, reality!? What the fuck are you mumbling about? Jesus man, get ahold of yourself. We are not at a pool table. And your metaphors are totally out to lunch.
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So then this is a front table? I had no idea I was so televised. Perhaps I should get an agent, and sell some tickets. Are you fucking delusional? Dude, ten people have walked through here (read this). Ten, there is no audience. Get a grip. This is definitely a back table. I am not that popular, but thanks for the compliment.
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lol!!!!!!!!!
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Yeah, how 'bout that front table. Everybody is so interested in our 'debate'. We're breaking records. And I'm "bluffing" (because I'm trying to hide? Lord only knows), and you're a brilliant theorist. And we're both so fucking interesting as poets and debaters, that the crowds are just throbbing about us. As the crickets sing, and the needle drops. Idiot.
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just fanning your flame...
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Yeah. That's a load of shit. Pissing someone off is fanning their flame. Making people wonder if you're a delusional idiot is another. The reality here is that I'm hardly fanned, confused yes, perplexed and a bit in awe of your sheer stupidity, certainly, but mad? No. Carry on then. I had no idea everything was a bet and a game to you. I actually thought you were serious. But now I know. You'll say anything and argue about anything because you're lonely, you want to piss people off, and you've nothing better to do. Brilliant. You are a theorist, maybe one day, when you're done playing around, you'll actually be able to will with intent and physical work, into existence, what it is you've spent your life mumbling and moaning about. Then you'll no longer be at the back table; you can actually be a human being that will spend less time trying to disprove something that's clearly happening, and more time making an actual difference in people's lives. My piece is clearly pro-life and love and why you have a problem with that is more of a personal hang up of yours, than anything else, and frankly it's sad, and a bit disturbing.
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you created no space to be serious ...that was clear to me from the outset....how can I be serious with a Sophist.....or in the slang of the streets 'a legend in his own mind '
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You should be asking how you can be serious about yourself, and if anyone's the Sophist? You are. I'm more of an Anarchist and Libertarian
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I , your incomparable Muse, must take leave now to inspire other oracles of the post modern debacle such as yourself to aspire to greater heights of hyperbole than even you have attained.... stand boldly on the narrow shoulders of yankee vanity and bellow half truths without hesitation into the absurdity of the yawning void -
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Or do what? Shoot pool for money, and shout half absurdities at people like myself? Do you always run about kicking others in the shins because you have no shins? Because it's rather ridiculous.
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