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Success is the road to salvation under capitalism  and failure  leads to the well of loneliness and homelessness separated  from the bliss of happiness in God's own country. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

 Wrinkled faces and limbs like bent trees  fragile as autumn leaves  antiquated memories fade then dissolve into aged acquaintances  who decompose into ecstatic anecdotes.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com 

Moods motivate the mind to analyse  then decide whether or not to complete an action. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com  

Happiness is as elusive as love  yearned for like a drug  we hope to buy or capture alive.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com 

As the evening darkens and shadows lengthen  the day retreats  and in the gloom resentful thoughts materialise  then slowly heal  delusions that blight the day but enjoy the night  as a tranquilliser trawling past lonely doorways towards freedom.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

Singing in the wind to the magic of music  wandering through the mists of time  as the future slowly evolves from the past  within the orbit of the collective mind  unable to avoid being greedy and corrupt.   kenwsimpson.blogspot.com 

In the darkness ignorance flourishes  despised by knowledge  impatient to be accepted and elected.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com 

Fake emotions in the theatre of the absurd  the Rolling Stones  their acoustic guitars and exploding drums  reviving the thirties  in a ritual with dyed hair and wrinkled faces  the old men prance Jagger screaming lyrics and making babies.  kenwwimpson.blog.spot.com

The indecency of sin competes with the hypocrisy of priests  and medieval beasts real as promiscuity and rare as Hans Anderson's fairy tales  to charm and delight  before the betrayal of innocence by the corruption of ageing.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com 

Capitalist corruption has created an American Congress totalitarian and exploitive of brutal monsters ever imagined by Dante in his Inferno  who pretend to represent  yet instead allow the sick and homeless to die of neglect.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

America is the world's most violent nation that idolises savagery with heroes such as the rifleman, Manson the brutal Mike Tyson  thugs, mobsters and bare knuckle boxers.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com 

The foliage was turning golden in the autumn light  grazing cows were lazily munching lunches and in the forest aged logs lay prone upon the soil nourishment for grubs and belching beetles overlooked by benevolent trees and rustling leaves  whispering soulfully to a melancholy breeze  scared by the sight of an angrily emoting mountain belching smoke and flame into an ashen sky  at gas pipelines, loggers, oil drillers and coal mines.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

The piano plays joyfully between the trees lilting and rippling over goldem stones floating down rivers and across the oceans  stormy crescendos gradually slowing  above mountains and soaring with the wind.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com 

In the night's dark silence  shadows loom to haunt and taunt the fainthearted.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

Her image remains as real to me today  as it was nearly seventy years ago. I can see her at a desk in the life room turning to smile at her friend, Valda her short black hair and smiling face. I was standing at an easel drawing and timing the girl posing nude for us to call when she could take a break behind a curtained alcove - then I fled  the passions of an unrequited love to the local hotel at every model break  and drank a soothing glass of beer  before hurrying back and calling 'time'.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com      

Clouds of incense and dancing until the dawn drunken moments on a boat  with existential bliss until there's nothing left except the gross aftereffects  to be stored away in the catacombs of lunacy.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

The world we live in but cannot share  is sometimes dark and joyful  reflecting our personalities in themes  of weird surreal distortions  in fantastic and bizarre juxtapositions subconsciously as dreams  and nightmares to haunt band frighten.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

The darkness dispersed by time  fragmented as memories  of lessons learned then forgotten  lies - quotes - and fables the artificial world of classrooms  depression and rejection  in the wilderness of repudiation.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

Racism flourishes like weeds in an unkempt garden  fertilised by troubled minds  because scapegoats as allies are not difficult to find.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

I was raised to believe our neighbours were aliens  conversations were best left unsaid  love was an embarrassment and sex was repulsive. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com 

  Childhood games- transparent days protected from the weather or the myths and evil deeds outside that flourish in the gardens  like rampant blackberries and weeds  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com 

  Along the beckoning lazy road  a detour going nowhere  with distractions along the way of graft and promiscuity until arriving at the end of time where nothing remains  but the dead end of loneliness. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

Courage is the product of desperation or even panic with instincts, not heroics as a motive.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

Introspection is the road to self-consciousness with the need to learn  and discover the lies that hide behind the truth.  kenwsimson.blogspot.com

Abandoned houses like people have the same dejected air of dilapidation and decadence  where gloomy icons weep  in ruined temples of reflection.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

Sombre shadows shape the day before dying at night to reappear as dreams  about unpleasant themes in the isolation of an illusion. .  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com

Clouds suffused with crimson dance around the sky  The sea begins to shimmer as the morning dawns  A canoe slides smoothly across its calm blue waters  Joggers trot along beside the gently flowing waves Speedboats emerging from the river head out to sea.   kenwsimpson.blogspot.com