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Sickbob — Love and Ideology
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Published: 2011-04-22 20:25:56 +0000 UTC; Views: 203; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 2
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Something beneath my skin is stirringNervous system's tissues purring
like a house-cat,
at high-frequency,
and frequently,
the assault of the imaginary,
mystifications bred by ideology,
flaws in policy,
all illusory, such imagery
and false nativist narratives extol ritual
worship of our society,
proud people;
prostrate in the shadows of steeples
that glisten with nationalist mythology.
Implicitly, who we are is not who we want to be,
the rift projected, illusory,
red and blue 3D imagery
reconciled on movie screens
amplified in radio beams.
False identity, false consciousness screams:
"I AM HE AS SHE IS ME IN OUR SHARED SUPERIORITY!"
Across the plains we swept,
leaving bodies mangled and treaties kept
in Alabaster Infidelity.
No wrong
can befall the strong
who hum this hymn to manifest their destiny.
Capitalism has expansionary tendencies—
Swallowing entities, following energy, re-coding enemies.
Darwinian and social fallacies
repeated by those blind who be
guided by ideology
which like love, cannot see.
Something is clawing at the inside of me,
trying to escape and step freely into the night.
Are you afraid of the moon?
The light,
feminine, falls upon ailing forms,
physically intact, limbs psychically torn.
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Nicely done. I like the way you arrange words, there is no unnecessary filler words that can disrupt the flow of pieces of writing; this is proper use of language as an artform. I see it as; Raw, sincere - the inner dialogue of an intellectually aware, unslaved inhabitant of the land - existing in a construct of perpetual dishonesty and oligarchical overlordship. Totally get where you're coming from brother, you're not alone. We shall endure, we shall conquer our fears and prescribed limitations and shall project them outwardly, demolisheing this illusory dystopia.
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Thanks, man. I greatly appreciate your kind words of encouragement. Much of what I write is expressing the strange sort of anxiety and meaninglessness that internalizes itself as a result of post-modernity. I'm glad there are others out there who are seeing the same patterns.
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