........................................................................................ - a weBlog by Snowy and me.

Wednesday, 13 March 2013

The Hunter Of Hindsight

calmly seeks out the falsity in the dutch courage
that runs down human history
like a virus destroying a body,
always knowing it will need another host.
Such courage is a sort-of life,
but is far from what was intended.

Tuesday, 12 March 2013

Number Of The Day

668-the number of rhinos killed in South Africa in 2012
as Asian demand for their horns, but nothing else of them, soars,
due to the sexual superstition and virility myths of the breeding classes.
with an estimated 146 poached as of 8th Mar 2013.

Monday, 11 March 2013

Hardship And Hygiene,

are what children feel when deferring to parents
on how to live. From diligence in following instructions
comes the discovery that hygiene, and the distance
at which they are kept are always built on lies.
With hardship life always works out differently
from how they were told it will be. After that
apologies are as useful and common as hens teeth.
As adults the greatest trick the poor and choice-less
can learn will be to extract the gift of humility
from the curse of depression, to move quicker
towards reason, and be more genuinely forgiving.
An ambition that works needs to be free of vanity.

Sunday, 10 March 2013

Putting The 'Us' into Used

Whatever is worth knowing
often seems even better ignored.
Secrecy thrives on power,
power thrives on secrecy,
both avoid responsibility
by not dealing with truth.
Whilst in meek ignorance
the planet devours itself
using us as its agents.

Saturday, 9 March 2013

The Work Ethic

-Oscar Wilde on the death of vocation. 

Bags For Everything

To carry the young around in when they are too young to walk.
For school books and other forgettable things which
 family and society insist you need, the better to meet their needs.



For getting comfy with a mate when you can get away from being watched.
For making consumerism seem virtuous.
For being consumed by your maker when you are truly tired of life.

Friday, 8 March 2013

I Admire Non-Violent Action

but I am not a pacifist.
I have seen the calm of pacifism all too rarely,
but in it I have glimpsed wholeness and ease.
The public peace declared in the times I was conceived
was merely a very thin cover.
I have lived through the echoes of too many wars,
repeated too many times where if I thought
to create ease and space where winnings were shared
and there was no loss. Whenever I suggested this
in the past it became proof to others of my violence.