Despite what the TV Preachers imply,
I don’t know if I can make my miracle fly.
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Sow a seed, if you please:
such harvest you will reap.
©SvetkaSamizdat
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Archive for January, 2019
Stepping Out In Faith? (aka “Do-It-Yourself” Supernatural)
Posted: 2019-01-31 in ©SvetkaSamizdat, Вера, Мысли на день, Мысли на ночь, Надежда, Увы!, TV Preacher0
The Pain Of Emptiness
Posted: 2019-01-30 in ...блять!, ©SvetkaSamizdat, Мысли на день, Мысли на ночь, СтраданиеShe accused me of giving up.
If I could think clearly, here and now,
detaching myself from the pain,
I’d like to remind her:
There’s a difference between giving up
and having no more to give.
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Mercilessly,
life perverted
I have been bled dry.
©SvetkaSamizdat
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This Website Is Best Viewed With… An AdBlocker
Posted: 2019-01-29 in ©SvetkaSamizdat, Blick!, Capitalism Is Death, Capitalism Sucks (You Dry), Мысли на день, Мысли на ночь, Reklama
If you see advertizing,
please ignore:
it is not my doing.
It is a reflection of society,
an imposition,
an expression of greed
and exploitation.
It is an evil plot to distract you from
the potentiality of enlightenment.
Therefore,
s’il vous plait,
Да, да, Да!
und bitte schön…
tune in and zone out.
Selah.
©SvetkaSamizdat
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Jerusalem/Birobidzhan
Posted: 2019-01-28 in ©SvetkaSamizdat, Мысли на день, Мысли на ночь, Увы!, La désenchantée
Holy City,
sullied by humanity,
hate,
avarice and greed.
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In the din of
murderous tumult and turmoil,
they tell me I am home.
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Alas,
in Jerusalem’s sunrise,
Birobidzhan is bliss.
©SvetkaSamizdat
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Futility Is Resistance
Posted: 2019-01-27 in ©SvetkaSamizdat, Мысли на день, Мысли на ночь, Тоска, Увы!
Most days, I try,
I do what I can to get by,
to survive.
There’s an emptiness.
You’re probably the same:
Not where we thought we would be
when we were seventeen.
©SvetkaSamizdat
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Misery Loves Company
Posted: 2019-01-26 in ...блять!, ©SvetkaSamizdat, Мысли на день, Мысли на ночь, Страдание
I’m closer than you think.
Come,
together let’s sink.
©SvetkaSamizdat
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Imposition
Posted: 2019-01-25 in ©SvetkaSamizdat, Мысли на день, Мысли на ночь, La désenchantée, MindfuckTo the extent that I get out of bed in the morning,
you could say that my misery is self-imposed.
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Memories stuck in mind,
words stuck in throat,
on this life I choke.
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I try to explain
the pain,
but no one wants to hear
silence.
©SvetkaSamizdat
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Another World (So Close, So Far…) (aka Neverending Class War)
Posted: 2019-01-23 in ©SvetkaSamizdat, Capitalism Is Death, Capitalism Sucks (You Dry), Мысли на день, Мысли на ночь, La désenchantée, Thoughts For Yesterday & Tomorrow
I saw her on TV.
I should feel a connection
but, alas, it’s more pain.
Marginalized I remain.
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She is from my country,
my city indeed,
but, in reality,
she is from another world.
©SvetkaSamizdat
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Shit, He Sucks
Posted: 2019-01-22 in ©SvetkaSamizdat, Blick!, Capitalism Sucks (You Dry), Haiku, Thoughts For Yesterday & Tomorrow
Fat capitalist,
sucking his trademark cigar…
Sculpted piece of shit.
©SvetkaSamizdat
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