Burn Out

Our time is short

But yours is supposedly endless

Only looking in

Never looking out

Blind to your own self-destruction

But you will burn out

Burn out like us

Burn out like the stars

Purposeless

An end with no end

Paradoxically

Undeniably

Unequivocally

Inevitably

You will burn out

Taking the world with you

You will burn out

A quiet, regrettable, meaningless

Whimper

To this,

I’ll take quiet satisfaction

All will be gone

Including the last line.

———————————————————————————————————————— "... we can explore space together, both inner and outer, forever in peace." —W. M. Hicks.

Atomised by Walls

Thoughts on a page
Juxtaposing emotions
Pulling at you from each end
No where to run to
No where to confide

Atomised by walls, doors, locks, and latches
The prison you can not see
A paradox of persons
Asocial but social
A cold grey lie

Reaching in to the sea of humanity
Such a difficult task
A need for communication
A fidelity medium
Between you and me
———————————————————————————————————————— "... we can explore space together, both inner and outer, forever in peace." —W. M. Hicks.

Ennui?

Empty head? A canvass for knowledge.
Bored? An opportunity to seek.

———————————————————————————————————————— "... we can explore space together, both inner and outer, forever in peace." —W. M. Hicks.

What Purpose is This Life?

Today as I looked across the water
I came to the sudden and disturbing realisation
I don't know why I'm here
What purpose is this life?
This question is hitherto unanswered

To progress, defining existence
Is what is needed to make sense of it all
No more who?
What?
When?
Or where?
But why?

The deeply chaotic reality before me is not going to reveal its answers
For it has none

Not asking 'why?' is expecting echo from silence
As the grey clouds of ignorance envelope you
It's best just to close your eyes
And ask
Why?

———————————————————————————————————————— "... We can explore space together, both inner and outer, forever in peace." —W. M. Hicks.

Where is the Key?

Plutocratic aristocracy
Simulacrum of success
Head in the clouds
High on avarice

No moral bounds
Vacuous empathy
Self aggrandisement
Drunken egoist

Obfuscate the lies
Destroy the truth
Endless machinations
Propagandised pill

A false conscience
Mass of apathy
Deluded desire
Voracious Opiate

Destroy the hero
Of you and me
Turned against the other
Despondent intemperance

"...there is no such thing as society,"

Where to from here?
How do we get out?
Where is the door to my country?
Where is the Key?

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 "... we can explore space together, both inner and outer, forever in peace." 

—W. M. Hicks.