Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

peace is unrealistic,
say the merchants of war.

"man can't live on death alone"
that's what the lady said to the woman cutting her hair
"i'll loan a man some death so he can't live"
she continued under the scissors and the chop snip shop rip
"alone on man's death, can't i live?"
she laughed a little and her bangs fell in wet clumps
"woman lives alone when man's dead"
black-eyed susan peeped out again

susan was an early bloomer
filled the early summer with arms stretched out and homespun all around
till her little conehead was all that remained
and her petals fell peacefully away
so nothing was turbated
when the winds tried to fly her away
and her head was held high in the assembly
with a nod here and there
and a thousand toothy seeds all smiling

Man can not live on death alone

Are you sure about that?

it seems to me that

There are many men living on death


Making a good living off of death

"death famine, pestilence good growing weather for the house of morgan" John Dos Pasos USA.

maybe death just want to talk today
(too late for cooking
& not will to play chess...!)

May the worms eat my worthless carcass at least then there will be value to my life and death...

happy worms
and Buddha laughs
round and round
coming and going
Death be not proud

angels tug at worms
telling them where to go
one clings yes
one clings no
stuck in place
no progress to face
back and forth
til one of them Gives

Worm holes
In my beat mind
Give my flesh and bones back
To them
Let the wolf tear at my eyeballs
Give my ears to the beaver
My tongue to the crow
Now he can tell it all.....

Worm holes
Going through my mind
Teleporting dimensions
Of spatial confusions
Warp speed, Mr. Data
Upload the delusions
Download the protrusions
Of invading dilemmas
Misconceived
Warp speed with the data
Transmissions from things that were never there
Let the badgers and worms
Take their care
These brains aren't fit to eat
They'll surely trip and hear-a-lucinate
That crow'll be singing
All the demented off-keys
Do your best and take it from me
Don't eat these brains
Just leave them alone
You're better off sane
Cooking brains at home

I got to dig dem worms
they make good bait
going fishing with Catfish John

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"The Worm of Consciousness"

"the worm of consciousness preys on the living flesh of desire."


"You know there are always the angels and the archangels, thrones, powers, cherubims, seraphims--the whole choir there.

"... The joke is on us Beyond all our pretensions the worm at the core of consciousness. death. "

you believe in worms and maggotts
you don't burn faggotts at the stake
you know a stick from a stem
a branch from a log
a flame from a fire
water from clouds
river valleys cut through ridges
they always do this
and yet we only see our own shabby demise
in most unflattering ways please
let them climb a tree for me
i will build a treetop home to visit
and stay there death poems come
you don't have to plan them
besides it's always good to practice
depending on your visionary flashes of peace
in our time really i am fucked up in shock
even now fourty years later scarred by what i saw
monsanto and dow did to vietnam through the pentagon
and know too much i am tremulous i need some compensation
i am falling into a well down into the underground stream
mercy follows me like an anchor somehow out in front
cause i am not even up with myself going absurd with attitude
asking for payment for doing that war compensation for4 my shit
what i am doing now this all for peace fucking flat assed peace

the constant shit
can wear ya down

we all need beacons
lights
companions

change from our transactions
that we put in our pockets
without counting

read a bit about a little old lady in England who tracked down an internet predator. She noticed a pattern of suicides online. Young people making suicide pacts she noticed a common thread among them, turns out it was a guy in Minnesota who made about twenty pacts with people to commit suicide with him online. They just convicted him because they had five deaths they could prove he was involved in they think there were more but no proof...his lawyer is appealing the sentence on the grounds of free speech. The guy was just doing it for kicks.

What gets me down is the pain. Frailty thy name is not woman it is old men. Watching Alice in Wonderland the new version. A Lice wants to do something before she "loses her face" loses her looks, I suppose that is the way I feel about my strength.

It is always life against death
always that
we got .lean on each other the best we can to make it through the night

Peace in the valley
the lion and the lamb
or something like it

I read a bit about drone pilots who are suffering from more ptsd than the men in combat. For some weird reason that cheers me up.

Yes I am a sick fuck but it makes me think there is hope for humanity if men can still experience ptsd

i am in such a hurry to get this over with
I look around for signs of hope
somebody shoot me while I am happy

nothing good to say
maggots and worms
and love lost
wasted
yes
spring
is the worst time of year for me
these days
obama's
mama
He should have wrote that book about
his mother's dreams
somebody give him another peace prize

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/ ... ghoul.html

maggots and worms
so got dam superstitious about them

read this and weep
going to delete it in the morning