May 23, 2013

Freedom and Democracy

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UK Houses of Parliament with Big Brother eyes

Okay, this poem is not for you if you believe the way the UK is run is great.

If that is you, I have one thing to say: HELLO!

After years of watching the UK becoming a bizarre and grim shadow of its former self, I could not resist expressing how I see the country.

It seems to be endless rules, cameras and restrictions. It is like being wrapped in extremely tight cotton wool.

The British are not adults; we are big children and the government is Nanny McPhee with the warts to go with it.

The only problem is, the UK government will not grow pretty. I swear it will get worse before it gets better; I try to remain optimistic.

For those of us who do not need constant nannying and monitoring, the UK drives us crazy. That may explain the amount of mental illness in the UK; we are screaming to be let alone!

Here follows my wee dig at a country I used to love…and still would if you removed the freaks who play a part in oppressing personal freedom and privacy. Let us breath people!

Have I something to hide? You bet I have!

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May 20, 2013

The Demon of Mental Illness

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Image Credit: © Alexey Poprugin | Dreamstime.com

You suffered with the dark and painful mercilessness of mental illness for years. It kept you sweating through the loneliest nights.

It squeezed your brain. It revealed the ugliness of the world to your complicated mind.

Your body stopped feeling as if it belonged to you. You felt possessed.

Your brain burned as you plummeted deeper into darkness.

The discomfort of a creature scurrying around in your skull overwhelmed you; a serpent slithered around your brain; it whispered fears and deranged ideas into your mind’s ear.

Like a puppet on a string, you obeyed your cruel master: the demon of mental illness.

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May 18, 2013

Butterfly Boy

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After my warm and soft Friends are my Understanding, I decided to explore something darker.

I spent time reading, and watching videos, about the Illuminati and conspiracies. They were disturbing and fascinating.

There was talk of mind-slaves, the sleeping masses (sheeple) and references to symbolism, including butterflies, which seemed to relate to organised mind control.

Exploring this information inspired the following poem. I spent time looking at the world and how many people generally behave: walking around oblivious to the world around them.

Sometimes we do look and act like zombies, and so many of us do exactly what we are told without question.

The Illuminati and conspiracies are a fascinating area to explore, but my warning would be it can be depressing, so do it small chunks.

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May 15, 2013

Flight Fear

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After a five-hour coach journey—that began at 03:30 on a cold February morning—I arrived at Heathrow Airport for my first long-haul flight to Sydney.

Travelling so far alone made me apprehensive. For over twenty-four hours, no one would be able to contact me and vice versa.

Although the thought of flying did not worry me, the distance and going alone distressed me. Suffering from Social Anxiety Disorder aggravated my fears; I fought it for years with minor success.

The fear my mental condition caused kept me imprisoned at home, which meant little socialising or travelling.

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