With Great Sadness

by Emmit Other

I am concerned
About the other parts of me
The ones that are right as compared to kind
I just see things as they are
Through paint covered goggles
I don't pretend to any special wisdom
Though I wish it
In the non leprechaun delivered variety
So many friends
Have gone into madness
And I do not regret parting
Though often how I phrase it
And I do regret the parting
I regret that I am now allergic to lies
Dreadfully toxicly allergic to them
And cannot abide a wallower of lies in my life
I am no saint
I am no angel
And my days of lording my self righteousness
As a demi god to a demonic code
Are gone
Long time passing
And such a weight has been lifted there
Oh you cannot imagine
So I do not judge
Though I can't help but perceive
What you are
As you go galloping with glee
Off the cliff and into the fires of Mount Doom
But that doesn't mean I don't miss the times we shared
And hope some day
You deinicnerate yourself.

Synergy of Energies

by Emmit Other

Once you understand that time works differently here
Than on the flip side
That forwards is backwards
And sideways is orthogonal
You understand a coming together of ideas
That both does
And does not originate with you
The importance of merging order and chaos
Tradition and the New
The mixing of the mind and the will
The taking of the old path
In a new way
Just as the ways that mix
These are things that allow us
To conflect and subject our own mythologies
Trolling the underworld of our own energies
Scraping and defragging ways our own operating systems
Reflect math in fractle discoballs of possibilities
The importible yielding the impossible
The immovable object
Deciding to become the unstoppable force
The one yinging into the zigzag of the other
Until the yang is yarrow
And the tang is sorrow
And the bitter sweet taste of entropy
Is inverted like so many disnified candy lands
Because entropy is not the only path
But one of many
Or two if you want to be stubborn about it
Come what may
Interesting times abound
For me
And so many many others

Thoroughly Tamed

by Emmit Other

Take one soul
Preferred Vibrant Intelligent
A tad redebellious
Steal voice by crushing the windpipe
Punish thoroughly
Best served on a bed of ham jello
With a side of white bread
And a beverage of destilled tears.

Snipe Hunt

by Emmit Other

Surely there must be some explanation
I ask myself
Of the sandy bird
In the Mountain fields
Why must we beat it with sticks
Why is it nocturnal
And how did a flightless bird
Get here from the beach
If it can fly
Why wouldn't it just fly away
When we try to gang up on it?
Poor thing
It must have terrible vision
So if I am so empathetic
Why do I join my fellow scouts
Beating sticks in the middle of the night
With my fellow rubes?
Because I am human
All evidience otherwise to the contrary.

From the Diary of William Wake

by Emmit Other

What does it matter being right?
Has it gained me thrones, dominions or principalities?
Mankind should be my business
And I suck at my business
I am without Marleyian Chains
What does it matter?
I wander as ash
Churned from the firey furnace of society's creation
A false mask of miasma
The vapors killing me
Killing us
The voices saying those around me
Are but shadows cast on Plato's wall
I take these things as silent whispers
And even a shadow has meaning
Meaning enough to me
Meaning I must make
These are the things that bind men's souls
And tear me down
Tear me down
Down
Down
Down

Livejournal Used to be an American Company

That was allowed to be purchased by a hostile foreign power in 2008.

Now, to gain access to my own content, I was forced to sign a criminal EULA that violates the UN Declaration of Human Rights while the host country has set up concentration camps for gay people.

So I'm posting this link.

Papa Is Afraid

by Emmit Other

Papa is Afraid
He is under the bed
He saw a child's drawing
That made him look like Mommy
And Papa is Afraid
He made them change the EULA
And tried to silence all the children
Papa is Afraid
For Papa Has a Secret
Papa has a very Small Potato
Very small indeed

Папа боится
Он под кроватью
Он увидел рисунок ребенка
Это сделало его похожим на маму
И папа боится
Он заставил их изменить лицензионное соглашение
И попытался заставить замолчать всех детей
Папа боится
Для папы есть секрет
У папы очень маленький картофель
Очень мало