In the event of an apocalypse

In a world turned apocalyptic, your dwelling fades,Act as one untethered, where no home cascades.When chaos reigns, your treasures may betray,Shine not too brightly, lest you lead astray.A sturdy staff, your steadfast guide in strife,Ensure its strength, your safeguard in this life.Keep humanity's flame ablaze, burning bright,In turmoil's grasp, we'll persevere, unite.This counsel, for the … Continue reading In the event of an apocalypse →

A rebellious dollop

An unknown automobile sits in a warehouse with a not quite USA flag hanging in the background

Alright, check out the "dollop" – it's like the rebel yell of the food world. This word's not for the faint of heart; it's all about describing a wild, ever-changing thingamajig you find in the world of squishy, finger-licking-good stuff. Think massive swirls of cream on over-the-top desserts or the sneaky splash of emotion in … Continue reading A rebellious dollop →

Just Stop…

A creepy looking magician man is pulling the blonde mask from a woman with dark hair's face, probably a sexual abuser

Oil, a precious substance, holding ancient carbon from Earth's distant past. A past that knew hotter and drier times.Weather used to be unpredictable, making farming a real challenge.Food would become scarce, leaving us with what?Brexit Britain seems to be on a hunger strike because a few wealthy troublemakers wanted chaos. Farage, Johnson, Mogg, Truss, Raab, … Continue reading Just Stop… →

Monkey King’s Modern Adventures

A soulless living room is overlooked by the haunting face of a random guy's portrait found in a second hand shop.

What if our old Monkey King was still kickin' about, eh? What would he reckon?He might have a moan about those daft pigs, swiggin' pints without a doubt.Them demons causin' chaos, scaring folks all over the land, he'd probably think it's high time to lend a hand.Summon his old cloudy ride, shoot up to the … Continue reading Monkey King’s Modern Adventures →

Candid Reflections of an Aging Soul

Mellow CGI image of a golden droplet of wee wee hitting the side of a tasteful brown toilet bowl, close up

Back in the day, I used to hit up music festivals, quite a while back, really. They were wild, full of noise and chaos, and honestly, I didn't quite dig 'em.Stuff went up high, and I just wanted to chill. Even a storm couldn't change my mind; it seems people don't have much influence anymore.Doesn't … Continue reading Candid Reflections of an Aging Soul →

Puppets, Possessions, Peculiarities

During my tender years, I was quite the connoisseur of the unusual and the extraordinary. My days were filled with the curious sight of goggly-eyed puppets, their movements oddly stilted and their expressions frozen in an eerie stillness. These marionettes, with their vacant gazes, seemed to dance to the tune of some otherworldly rhythm, enchanting … Continue reading Puppets, Possessions, Peculiarities →