Poetry

This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.

  • I was playing Wii on the bus

    And had the thought

    Here we are at the future

    I’m playing a console on a little device

    My tamagotchi have Bluetooth and wifi capability

    My finger prints were taken by a machine

    But it’s nothing like the idealists envisioned

    Because we couldn’t love each other

    Couldn’t cooperate

    Instead of technology lifting up society

    They put a dollar amount on it

    Kept it locked up for only the rich to utilise

    Anyone who really needs it can’t afford it

    Let the few dictate the lives of the many

    Someone rode beside the bus on an electric scooter

    They scorned those trying to do right by the world

    We have arrived at the future

    But paradise is no where in sight

    Only for those with pockets deep enough to forget the ticking time bomb they’ve turned our planet in to

    And I can search for anything on the internet, but it will produce far right wing, slanted, false information as fact

    Because they paid more

    Instead of enshrining community

    We played those with less against each other

    Individualistic people are praised

    Humanity has no goal besides making as much money as possible

    Money being a fictitious thing allegedly created to ease the trade of goods

    Rather than preserving our planet

    Welcome to the future

    You can watch the hockey game anywhere

    No one can afford basic needs

    But you can order something from China and have it be there in two weeks

    And they’re talking about record breaking sales and gains while saying things are so expensive they just have to put up the price

    But you can order groceries to your door

    Which helps disabled people

    But the people delivering the order aren’t being paid enough

    And they keep talking about the economy

    Like people without money can spend money

    But if you’re in debt you’re a bad person

    And you’re a slave to a number they made up in the 80s

    And also the corporation who pays debt slave wages.

    Or you’re just a cubicle filler

    And if you die they won’t find you for days

    Was all of this connected to freedom somehow?

    And they all think they’re free

    But the government has been slowly positioning policy that makes a corporation more human than an actual person

    And they won’t pay disabled people or people between jobs enough to live off of

    But if you’re a struggling corporation

    Here’s a few million dollars

    The future

    Here we are

    AI does art while children sew garments

    Machines orbit the Earth

    While humans stand on her, growing hotter

    Growing more volatile

    And just keep pushing her

    If the bubble bursts

    The clouds will leak into space

    Ah, the future

    Your phone is watching you

    But it’s also basically a requirement of life at this point

    God

    What the hell are humans doing?

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  • What’s your favorite word?

    Currently?

    自ら

    Mizukara

    Originally thought it was spelt 水から

    From water, but when I studied further the meaning became deeper than that

    自ら

    It’s like from that place inside you that your actions come from

    From oneself, but more than that

    From that well of self within

    Where you bubble up

    From yourself you must find your, whatever

    自ら戦うとか

    自ら習う

    You hear it in anime a lot

    It’s a word that often gets translated as “on your own”, but I’ve heard it in contexts where it would better fit to be

    From yourself

    Find the power within you to do the thing

    It’s not an abandonment, not an “I’m not going to help you, you figure it out on your own”

    But a “this is as far as I can help you, from here on out it’s up to you”

    There’s a hint of belief in it

    When said by someone else

    I like words that are less words and now concepts

    Something you have to think about to really understand the meaning

    The cultural differences between languages make them that much more interesting to me

    How we speak to eachother matters

    How our language speaks about eachother matters

    And I think most language evolved without considering that fact

    But Japanese has these levels of respect within the language that indicate there is some level of understanding

    When someone says “you didn’t have to say it like that” in English they mean use different words, but when someone says the same in Japanese they’re often speaking about the level of respect used to portray the sentence and many of the words stay the same.

    The difference between 食え, 食べなさい, and 召し上がり下さい

    Length is often relative to respectfulness

    Also there are probably another 10 ways to say “eat” as an order or request, thanks language

    Words are fun

    Learning Japanese has been fun because every time I rewatch an anime my brain picks out new words to learn

    Not as fast as an AI, but I have to say, it’s not bad for someone with a significant cognitive decline

    Language assimilation

    Language gathering

    言葉増やし

    言葉吸い込む

    How fun that I can just go on in whichever language

    I’ll probably have I new favourite fairly quickly

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  • Sometimes I yell at Google translate when I’m translating into Japanese

    Don’t you dare put it in katakana!

    I may have just over stepped

    But you put that article there for a reason right?

    You knew what I was going to do

    But

    But I have to

    Somehow I have to keep everyone safe

    Nothing is as perfect as it seems

    But I’m sure he has reasons

    He has reasons too

    Two damaged from the mega tsunami created by your loss

    In completely different ways

    And I don’t know what your relationship was like

    But even if it’s meaningless like everything else I had to try

    Say something encouraging

    I suppose my fear is unfounded

    You’ve known me

    You know me

    And I may not know what’s right and what’s wrong

    If you’re just a memory

    Of what I thought you were

    怒りが感じない

    Learning new words

    Always learning

    It’s alright right?

    Just another drop in the bucket

    I should stop assuming my words are important

    That they have any power in this world

    You’re right I did wake without the night

    It’s cloudy though

    I want to mean something

    Prove my existence

    Could I ever stand as tall as you did, with so many demons watching over?

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  • You’d think I did something today

    I’m so tired

    Will I wake tomorrow the same?

    Free of the night’s clutches

    Yet still in the dark

    The Sun can shine

    And be the light that guides me

    I’m still in darkness

    I don’t know if I want the Sun to set or if I want it to rise

    In the day I can pretend

    Something could happen today

    But once the darkness sets in again

    It’s obvious it’s just the same old day again

    The same old revolution

    Thousands of miles from where we started

    I’m still in the exact same place

    I want to strike it

    The darkness

    Bite

    Punch

    Kick it

    But it’s not an entity

    Merely a promise

    From me you will go, but to me you will always return

    And I thought there would be a trick

    That love was an answer to a missing piece so jagged

    And the pain does run

    Through my veins

    My eyes weeping as if I’m always crying just a bit

    Can’t I stop it from overflowing?

    My soul which demands answers?

    Demands to know why this is as it is

    I can’t see the stars

    Not mistaken

    Gazing at the sky

    I can’t get out

    Of this life

    Of the body

    The pain may as well be my soul screaming to get out

    Lock me in this mortal shell

    Maybe that makes me powerless

    But the words pour

    My fight

    Restless and angry underneath

    Is this to settle it?

    Crazy

    Of course I’m crazy

    Even the mad scientist has one guy

    Who have I got?

    Who wouldn’t cower away if they saw me?

    Oh nevermind

    Indeed

    Maybe it is too late for thinking

    Send me a lullaby then

    Writing for no reason

    That’s the opposite

    I’m just an 悪霊

    The disappearing blue flame

    Well now I can’t take that sentence seriously anymore

    Did you see that cool trick?

    I hurt myself and laughed at the same time

    Of course you didn’t

    You didn’t see what my phone just did

    You meddling spirits

    You’re all I have

    But you have no tact

    Yes too soon

    Another day is gone

    This is such a long and lonely path

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  • How far should we go?

    I don’t know

    If I had a choice I’d have bailed long ago

    I’m here though

    Never ending dream

    Except the dreams

    Which end

    But the day feels like a dream

    Sometimes I don’t know what was and wasn’t

    Is it real?

    Or just another shard of my mind?

    Does there have to be this endless march?

    One foot in front of the other

    But it’s led me here

    A place without anyone

    And without anyone

    It’s just me

    All the me’s

    Us

    And it might not be over for us

    But it’s over for any idea of us with anyone but us

    I sought connection

    And found none

    Seek it out and ye shall find?

    Something a rich man says to make himself believe it was his seeking that bright him fortune

    And a poor man says to make himself believe he just hasn’t sought hard enough

    The lucky

    The unlucky

    She’s finicky

    Silent and sinister

    Some people have it

    Some don’t

    And, yes, it is the dice cast again and again

    Your either roll well or not

    I roll critical at strange times

    Yes still searching this city

    For someone no where to be found

    Am I on the wrong planet?

    Are you out there?

    Do you hear me?

    My heart calls

    Calls to no answer

    I thought someone was there

    But it was just my imagination

    Terrifying things imaginations

    Powerful

    Corrupt

    No one has found me

    To never forget

    That the connected hand was false

    And knowing it

    Without forgetting

    Without forgetting is hard

    It’s fine

    He couldn’t hear it

    No one can

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  • What are you doing this evening?

    The same thing I do every evening

    Kill time

    The possibility of socialisation dead for the day

    I reside in the ruins of it

    Surely for the some thousandth time I’ll think

    Another day is gone

    And look cautiously towards the me of the night

    Never knowing what we’ll find there

    Buried in the despair of loneliness

    And I’ll try to say, it’s just a day

    But the several thousand behind me

    This path has no end

    And the evening is just the prelude to the night where I’m staring up at the sky again

    Stars or no

    Up into the nothingness feeling as isolated as I am

    Playing video games, eating dinner, all that stuff that happens around the evening

    It’s just to make time to faster

    If I get through the night

    I get to see the only being that has ever held me and not let go

    Even if it’s just a dream

    The evening is just time

    Like all the other time in my day

    Time to kill

    Nothing but Time on our hands, right?

    All this time to give

    No one to give it too

    And I’ll be damned if I’m stuck for one more minute in my thoughts

    Better to fill it with devices

    Left to my own devices with my devices

    Killing time until Time kills me

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