control that stubborn panther
hes your responsibility now
clean up after him on walks
make sure he has plenty of water

where are all the rats tonight
where do they go when they are unseen
are they safe

as the their host
are we setting a good example for them
take care of all the little furry ones
they are our true legacy

do they ache for a golden beam of light
a true gospel
and a brand new sound
or just a piece of cheese and a warm place to sleep
rats have feelings too

the rat messiah appears
to redeem the faithful
no humans allowed
its alright, we've been passed over before
and will be again, and again
for now, the chosen rodents have their day

the meek shall inheit the earth
we will all get what we deserve

Terrified/Overjoyed
it's been years and years

You too can feel beautiful
it doesn't have to be real

Wincing/Arms-Extended
relapse into past patterns

You don't have to learn from your mistakes
if you don't want to

Trembling/Throbbing
in joyous rapture

You've felt this way before
even if you can't remember it

Submerged/Peaking
this can all be yours

You're all you've ever needed
release your favorite part of your soul

and learn to love yourself in spite of your humanity

Picture me

fading

one day at a time one day at a time one day at a time

what happens when you dont want to

what happens when you dont want to

this degree of depression

is not a sustainable business model

my mental going out of business sale

picture something that makes you smile

the implication being that you are forced to smile

you dont have to smile if you dont want to

you dont have to do anything if you dont want to

you can curl up in a ball on the street and die

if you want to

thats the kind of thing we pay taxes to have the freedom to do

a rhyming poem:

conceited meat
concedes defeat
whatever it sees it wants
to eat
to fry and mash and tear to shreds
or smash to smithereens instead
while pushing aside a subtle dread
that this tortured flesh is tasteless

a fitting end for the mute that trot
divide the spoils before they rot
ingest the flesh right on the spot
cant see no reason not to
(even if we didn't, we'd still want to)
- Oprah

a series of clenches/releases
an anthology of commonplace mistakes being made for no reason in particular
another organism taking up space in style
learning to love yourself in the worst of all possible worlds

truth and the pain inherent
where im from, there is no such thing
in my foxhole there are no flashing lights
no car horns, no moving images on screens, no sales pitches
only fur covered bodies huddled together for warmth

half truths and considerate lies
where i go at night, we spend our evenings in silence
concerning ourselves mostly with ritual groomings, conserving energy
temporarily afforded the luxury of stillness
a warm moist musk hangs thick in the air

im not sure if i actually have any friends
but in my den
we lick each others wounds
all the while no words pass our lips
our bond is eternal
we poop in the corner, no plumbing necessary

one day, i will get hit by a car
or die of cancer
but ive seen my brothers and sisters ripped to pieces
one day i will be too
and im pretty much fine with that

i uploaded a photo of myself and
several of my friends commented on how beautiful i am
"b a b e"
"so cute"
"gorgeous!!"

and i felt fulfilled
i went through the rest of my day feeling satisfied

why not?

  More Globules by Spooky Cheddar

i dont want a body
i want a soul
dont give me reason
give me control

and then theres regret
always regret...

and longing

and lonliness and


you didnt have to kill art, or feminism, or love or any other idea you idealize and hold dear and think is important, that makes living consciously not a pointless exercise in exposure to needlessly dull pain and suffocating boredom

they did it to you
and by they i mean us
and by us i mean you

everytime you watch a commercial, you die a thousand deaths and live to die again
your american dream is the worlds nightmare.

truth be told, however, no one wants anything to do with anything that even resembles the truth
truth is, things dont have to work out. there doesnt have to be a god. you dont have to fall in love. and if there is and you did, it doesnt have to bear any significance. these are *facts*. this is the truth. seems like the kind of thing reasonable people would choose to avoid at all cost. the kind of thing those reasonable people would falsely identify as pessimism. but if you have to think what you dont like is bad and what is bad is inherently evil and untrue to keep yourself together, so be it. its as good a way through as any.

so you settle. so what. theres nothing wrong with that.

considering your spirit has been mashed into mush, beaten into submission by a powerful system whose only goal is to convert you into an insatiable consuming machine, to dissassociate you from your true self, to teach you that the only feelings worth recognizing are desire and dissatisfaction with not having what you want at any given moment.

but theres a way out.
i hope.
i trust that there is in spite of the reality that there doesnt *have* to be.

"Reason only compounds our suffering by allowing us to realize that biology's agenda is not something we would have chosen had we been given a choice, but it is ultimately helpless to prevent us from serving it or to free us from the sting of its goad." - Wikipedia

deification is defecation

i don't need heroesi dont need to be led and i don't need to use the term
'genius'

and he was right. it was the truth.
whose truth?
the truth
there is such a thing, and it can be realized

"the life not lived in not worth living" - some guy

he was right. and that's the truth. but what he meant is often misconstrued.
living isn't wringing every ounce of physical and emotional sensation out of the circumstances you find yourself in 'because every moment could be your last'
it's something else

"realizing that 'everything is bullshit' is not true enlightenment but if it helps you in deciding what you are going to do to be the change you seek, it's a good start." - another guy (not a hero or genius)