Сломанные часы, Broken Clock

Прими меры от Химеры:
Поглощение тебя
Дело "долга", "знаний", "веры" —
Переварят Ум, "любя".



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Колесо Самсары, то бишь Кретинизма

МЕРЗОСТЬ будет повторятся
Бесконечно, может статься,
Коль Всемирный Катаклизм
Не поглотит Кретинизм.




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На пути в Пропасть

Убожество мирка
Устроит дурака,
Хоть ноша нелегка,
А Пропасть глубока:
За "счастием" идёт —
Погибель в Тьме найдёт.
Погибель для души.
Бабло! — Уйдёт!! — СПЕШИ!!!




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Фейковые новости,
Сказочные судьбы:
Мир — засилье подлости,
Прочих Зла орудий;
В мерзости, никчёмности
Тонет в словоблудьи.



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Ускорение медленной варки

Лягушки. Чан. Колпак начальства.
Огонь прибавлен — прочь бахвальства.




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Сломанные часы

"Тик" и "так". Земной Бардак
Под напором страхов, Врак
В Пропасть катится быстрее:
Только "так" остался — злее...




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Состязание в холуйстве:
По-другому — жизДни буйство.
Разум — пшик: избыли чувства
И эмоции. Безумства
Называются днесь нормой.
Пожираем Ада Прорвой,
Шизик к "счастию" стремится.
Проще было бы напиться,
С перепою утопиться.
Ад реален — жизнь лишь мнится...




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Лапша свисает.
Дурак лажает.
Урод считает
Навар. Ум тает.




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Не фуфло довольно редко
В ширпотребе, масскультуре:
Но сознанию бьют метко,
Но "заботятся" о шкуре.




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Кремлебот как Пол Пот,
Но не в лагере сброд —
Каталажкой "страна",
Павшая ниже Дна.



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The Wheel of Samsara, or the Wheel of Stupidity

VILE THINGS will come round again, 
And round they’ll turn through endless pain, 
Unless some WORLDWIDE CATACLYSM 
Swallows up this vast STUPIDISM.



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A Kremlin Bot Like Pol Pot

A Kremlin bot — like Pol Pot, 
But no camp is his plot: 
He has turned a whole land 
Into prison by command.



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Noodles hang down. 
The fool screws up. 
The creep counts his cut. 
The Mind melts down.



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Noodles dangle. 
Fools botch and mangle. 
The creep counts his gain — 
While brains go down the drain.



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On the Road to the Abyss

The squalor of this world 
Can keep a fool enthralled; 
Though heavy is his load, 
He rushes toward the road.

He chases “happiness” — 
And finds the Darkness there: 
A ruin of the Soul. 
Money! — Go! — Hurry!!!



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Road to the Abyss

This wretched little sphere 
Can make a fool cheer, 
Though heavy is the load 
He drags along the road.

He runs for “happiness” — 
Straight into the black, 
The Soul is what he loses.

Money! — GO! — DON’T LOOK BACK!!!



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Don’t Recall the Past — Just Recall CowID

The past comes back to mind:
A glorious age — in BULLSHIT’s kind.
Strictly speaking — NOTHING THERE:
Ancient SLAVERY everywhere.

A grim picture, blurred and veiled —
Any fool can be persuaded,
Made to swallow anything:
A counterfeit world on strings.

Spirit gone — SURVIVAL stays,
In FASCIST SHIT that shifts its names,
Only changing masks and signs,
While the LIE grows, twists, and thrives.

When recalling all the pain,
Don’t dig deep into the brain:
Just recall that “virus” — that’s
The mind-blow, sold wholesale, retail,
Take-away — in any size!

The past comes back to mind:
A glorious age — in BULLSHIT’s kind.
Strictly speaking — NOTHING THERE:
Ancient SLAVERY everywhere.

And the Mind is sick as well:
People now like camels — hell!
Somewhere marches the caravan…
Where it’s going? No one can.

Soon enough the bill comes due —
Ignorance will sentence you.
The Herd’s obsession with the trash
Has almost killed the Soul’s first flash.

The past comes back to mind:
A glorious age — in BULLSHIT’s kind.
Strictly speaking — NOTHING THERE:
Ancient SLAVERY everywhere.

Still, there’s nothing left to dig:
The Herd won’t have to wait too long.
The sentence is about to fall —
A shameful charge against the Mind.

GENOCIDE and DEGRADATION —
Then comes FINAL TERMINATION.
STUPIDITY plus SATANISM:
Let CATACLYSM be their PRISM!

Remember CowID — that’s the name:
Not one was killed by it alone.
The “method” scales — the pattern spreads;
Soon enough the world sees red.

The past comes back to mind:
A glorious age — in BULLSHIT’s kind.
Strictly speaking — NOTHING THERE:
Ancient SLAVERY everywhere.


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Not much that isn’t crap 
In mass culture’s common stock: 
It hits the mind with deadly aim, 
Yet “cares” about your flesh and frame.



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Good stuff is rarely found 
In mass culture’s cheap parade: 
It strikes your mind with perfect aim, 
While “caring” for your hide is all it claims.



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Take measures against the Chimera: 
It will swallow you whole. 
“Duty,” “knowledge,” “faith” — the fever 
Will digest your mind and soul.



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Beware the Chimera — take care! 
It will swallow you alive. 
“Duty,” “knowledge,” “faith” — beware: 
They’ll digest your mind and thrive.



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Broken Clock

“Tick” and “tock.” The world’s a wreck, 
Crushed by Fear and poisoned Lies; 
Down the Abyss it rolls unchecked, 
Faster still — beneath dead skies.

Only “tock” remains at last, 
Meaner now, with every beat…



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A Contest in Servility

A contest in servility — 
Or call it life’s insanity. 
Reason? Just a puff of air: 
Feelings fade and madness flares.

Madness now is called the norm, 
As we feast on Hell’s own storm. 
The lunatic pursues “delight” — 
Why not get drunk and drown outright?

Hell is real, while life’s a dream; 
Nothing’s quite as it may seem.



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Speeding Up the Slow Boil

Frogs in a vat. The boss stands near. 
The fire is up — no boasting here.



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The Boiling Frogs

Frogs in the pot — the boss in charge. 
The flames burn high — the boil grows large.



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Fake News

Fake news, fantastic fates, 
Fairy tales and polished lies; 
All the world is ruled by hate, 
Evil’s tools in fancy guise.

Sinking deep in filth and fraud, 
Drowning in a flood of words — 
While the world applauds the facade, 
And the truth is left unheard.







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