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The Management Of Perception

This is probably the best article I’ve read recently.

It’s Just An Illusion.

A Word Of Warning

I don’t know who – if anyone – has copyright to the above image. I came across it at If you can find the time, I recommend you read the whole article, especially if you live in the US or (its vassal) UK. (You might not know that MSM refers to Main Stream Media.)


With dirty water
The icing
On the cake?
You pay for the privilege
If not you get fined

Words Lie


Words lie
In a pile like logs
Heaps ordered or untidy

Words lie
Or can be used to do so
(And to be honest often are)

Words lie
Playfully ambivalent
Fallow yet likewise burgeoning

Words lie
With one another wantonly
Following decree or whimsy

Words lie
As they work together to shape
The destiny of each fickle fairy land

Words lie
Ready to construct a cosy warmth
Or for dispatching the odd heretic or two

Words lie
In wait clutching their brief
Keys to justice or injustice

Words lie
Words shape, constrict ideation
Damn and blast unwelcome fact

Words lie
Whispering in our ear
Perhaps all we have in the end

Words lie
Just in case
Just in case


This was written as a contribution to The Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Prompt No. 60.


Roll Up, Roll Up, The Circus Is In Town (Republished)


Deafening election ballyhoo
A further relapse into insanity
Louder, louder, worse and worse
The lies … The misdirection

Like the two sides
Of the same bad coin
Turning up over and over
Heads I win, tails you lose

Like a rancid smell
In the soggy walls
And rotting floorboards
Of the Off-white House

Don’t flatter yourself
You have no real value
To the puppet masters
Who possess you

As they have none to you
The dupes who ticked your box
They’re used to tests from school
This one’s a gullibility test

Convenience Food


Flavoursome you claim
It says so on the packing
So it must be true

Pirouette And Parody


What tawdry melodies
What over-frequented bars
What cliché-laden notes

What lustful desires
What spiteful tricks
What fearful denials

What we choose to call love
What a grotesque ballet
We turn it into

24-Hour News (29b)


Distortions meant to
Convince us
We know best
Tapered, tampered, distempered
Not breaking, broken


Shadorma November

Dirty Business


Too much pollution
In our air, in our water
In our politics


“There is the path of wisdom and the path of ignorance. They are far apart and lead to different ends … Abiding in the midst of ignorance, thinking themselves wise and learned, fools go aimlessly hither and thither like the blind led by the blind. What lies beyond life shines not to those who are childish, or careless, or deluded by wealth. ”

– Katha Upanishad,

Lessons From George Orwell’s ‘1984’

This article is a companion to my recent post The Daily Grind.

Lessons from George Orwell’s ‘1984’

(For Beth, with love.)


Unresolved And Ongoing


Truth or dare but a party game; yet solo
who dare reveal these truths unshown
beyond these so private hallowed walls,
unshared with anyone beside oneself;
unknown in fact even here within
for truth to tell unquestioned, left unexplored.
Awareness – unspoken – wordless – unborn.

Old bedfellows Truth and Lies lie side by side,
sing “noli me tangere” in tango tempo, like
the Magdalene still endures the bad-rapping
despite the dissension, the fervid support.
Wife, best friend, reformed prostitute or what?
Let’s be honest now who really knows?
True truth unrattled by untruth’s pretension
the inner world has never been hyphenated.

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