His Master’s Mask


Dark money deep state
Terminal disconnection
Time to wake up, dears

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on February 17, 2019, in Poetry, Senryu and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 17 Comments.

  1. Way beyond Time Ben ๐Ÿ˜€

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  2. It is indeed…. the alarm has been going off for some time now. ๐Ÿ˜Ÿ

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  3. I am not sure what you are talking about Ben, oh yes you must be referring to the dangerous immigrant situation on the SOuthern Border of the US. That’s the only real problem with the world right now. Obviously. I am I just being a stupid moron?


  4. To clarify, that last sentence was meant to read, Or am i just being…..

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