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Images of the past Written by : Andrew Smazogz 16th August 2003 ea:
I am involved with voices
Voices which echo around my head
We converse and laugh, yes
Until the conversations go all misled
Fighting with myself
Warrior to warrior in my mind
With a transfixation such as this
I want to keep on looking behind
But, alas, the scales have tilted
And what was once such adornment has wilted
It came
It lasted
I myself enslaved me
It went
It's powers all spent
My ebb of care flowed out behind me
Into the room next door to life I went
There I sat
There the days rolled into one
Then passed as an entire year
I knew that my present was the past
Like the ivy choking the bricks, taking blast after blast
Past the point when the sky is overcast
To the place where everything spins out of visibility, so fast
Now figments, flashbacks of what once were
From this ancient path of deviation it is difficult to deter
My life cushioned by my settee, my visions wantonly fragmented
The drugs which created the cushion effect in my head made me a blur
I am involved with voices
Voices which echo around my head
We converse and laugh, yes
Until the conversations go all misled
Upto the point at which I start thinking about
The things I wish I could change, but cannot
Back to that point in my brain where I have two options
Get myself out of this negative thought circle
Or stay, die then rot
This mental realm inside my mind
This over anxious state of not being able to protect
With the presencelessness of being there - unable to detect
Nullifying the situation - by getting wrecked.
Doesn't work and slowly kills you quicker than you may expect !
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IMAGINARY J Written by: ©Andrew Smazogz 120803
How many times a day do I raise my hand to my lips
How many times a day does my rizla packet get ripped
How many drags does the person get from the average J
How much tar does that convert into, what weight?
How many shop assistants think “druggie” as I buy another pack
How many of my friends have I seen turned into spacs
How much quicker is the blood trying to pump around my body
How long is it going to take me to discover Big Ears doesn’t exist, like Noddy
How many more sentences am I going to write in my time
How many more times am I going to be subjected to this infectious mental slime
Rizla’s wrapping, tissue paper thin
Crumbling substances, reaper grin’s
Ashtray overflowing onto my table
Implying a lifeless life of sin
I need an imaginery J
I need my habit to be kept hidden away
People in power on the subject
Have nothing but bad things to say
How many times a day do I exhale smoke from my lips
It can’t be that many cos I ain’t developed no lisp
How many joints does the average person get out of a quarter
Who watches the parade, the parade of lungs to the slaughter
How many dealers have I met, lined their pockets
How many times have I been sold shit fuel for my rocket
How much more strain is applied to my heart
How many more days am I going to awake into before it fails to start
How many times am I going to ask these questions
How long can I continue to wrap caustic substances in quotations
My lungs filled with exhaust pipe fumes
Leaving only rotted fruit on the looms
I walk the lines outlined my man
Around the cemetary of squirrel nestling tombs
I need an imaginery J
Not a real J
My bank balance would soar
The wheezing in my lungs would go away
But these rules have been adhered to for so long
...I don’t know any other way to play
Imaginery J
Imaginery me
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I M P U R I T A N W O R L D
Drugs – give you an escape route
Dealers – profiteering, acquiring your loot
Selling all your possessions at a car boot
People see the clown nose you’re wearing
And give it a hoot!
In search of freedom and enterprise
Extra-curricular absorption
Souls dance out of peoples eyes
Smiling, yellow cardboard faces
Drape the gulpers in surprise
Surfing the line between the insane and the wise
Puffing, snorting, dabbing. Unknowingly infecting
Exchanging monetary notes for a lethal turbo injection
Where an enhanced world develops
The other faces detonation
Your brain is closer than you think to that
Final ultimatum
Blood runs a tarry brown colour diced with white
Self destruction. Personal attack. Heart fright.
So engrossed in the ‘escape pod’ like domain
The thunder crashes unheard, as do torrents of emotional rain
Drenched. Benched, fell through a fence
The assumption the outside world gives you – dense
Infinitesimally immense
Impuritan World takes hold as I
Watch another straight line start to curl.
Words : Andrew ‘Smazogz’ ©2004 2908 ea14:17
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In This Place
The grasshoppers sound louder than aeroplanes
In this place
Mountains have been reduced to grass seed grains
In this place
The other place seems a whole different world away
In this place
In this place
In this place
The community expands into one
In this place
It is not hard to miss ‘most’ of the things that have gone
In this place
Eco-warriors dream
In this place
An invisible - screen maze
In this place
You forget your face
In this place
You become part of a de-evolved race
In this place
You are absorbed into a grazing grace
Words : Andrew ‘Smazogz’ Aug 2003 @ Epping
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I N D E C I S I V E
R E C U R R E N C E S
©Andrew Smazogz 0102030034
I REALLY DON’T KNOW ANYMORE !
SEEMS LIKE I’M HAVING THE SAME DREAM
OVER AND OVER AGAIN
I FEEL LIKE AN UNSLIMED BILL MURRAY
NO WHERE PARTICULAR TO BE, BUT ALWAYS IN A HURRY
MONDAY, TUESDAY, WEDNESDAY THROUGH
AGAIN AND AGAIN REPEATING
THE CHOIRS YOU NEED TO DO
A FORWARD MARCH INTO
PLACES CHARTERED NUMEROUS TIMES BEFORE
SLEEP ACTS AS A VACUUM
DREAMS OF SELF AWAKENING CITATIONS
THEN THE SNAKE BACK TO THE
BACK TO THE BEGINNING – SQUARE ONE
ONCE MORE AWAKENED
MEANDERING, INDECISIVE RECURRENCES
BEFORE THE OPENING OF MY EYES – THIS MORN
TO WITNESS
TO LOGICALLY EVALUATE THE REASON I WAS BORN
WHY WE WERE ALL BORN
WHY ALL THIS “GLOBE” EXISTS
THE ANSWER MUST BE IN
WHAT WE TAKE FORGRANTED EVERYDAY?
THESE FATHOMS OF THOUGHT SEEM FATHOMLESS
THE MEANINGS WHICH WE THINK HAVE MEANING ~ ARE MEANINGLESS
THE WORLD IS LIKE MY HARD DRIVE ~ AN INFORMATIVE BUT DISORGANISED MESS
SO SOFTWARE AND MEDICINES
FILL IN THE QUESTION MARK FILLED HOLES
ALL THIS CHAOS THEORY
THE
IS ALL A BIO-DEGRADABLE, BIFURICATING BIPRODUCT
PART OF THE CEREBRAL NITROGENOUS AQUEDUCT
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~--Infer-no-wealth--~
All our fellow humans do the best they can.
Pretending that they have everything in hand.
Keeping just an inch or two out of kicking distance. – (Line ref : Dave Mustaine)
Assurance seeming more and more see through.
Some rulers of our companies and.
some valuable staff members.
Embrace the falsity of wealth.
Some not even considering - Outer World Agendas.
Business deals will undoubtedly still be taking place.
As the slide of humanity accumulates speed into fathomless disgrace.
Distraction, from that almost – still - space up there - pays no dividends.
As a red, orange and yellow meteor, into our, hemisphere vividly transcends.
Plummeting toward Mark’s & Spencer’s - Putting an end to unfashionable trends.
The explosion is enormous.- Meteor two applauses.- Before straightening the Haddiscoe bends.
The third, fourth and fifth
Give
Disease and fire burn rampantly
Fulfilling the legacy of an ancient myth
Inferno of Wealth – burns out of control
Inferno of No Wealth
The Information Gathering Observers whose base lies just off radar reaching capabilities (image below)
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inŠtantly recallable Štatic brain power
Remember everything I tell you
Recite back to me verbatim the entire
Britannica Encyclopedia
ItemiŠe each word I’ve juŠt Šaid to you
Into aŠcending alphabetical order
Don’t forget an iota of what you’ve been told
AŠ I may wiŠh to aŠk the Šame queŠtion next week
Refer to your AŠCII chart to diŠtinguiŠh
The letter or number that iŠ to be expreŠŠed
Then change itŠ value into - ŠerieŠ of zero’Š & one’Š
Don’t roll your r’Š
Mind your p’Š and q’Š
Check every word for correct Špelling aŠ I type
Any exiŠting data – overwrite
Don’t pauŠe for a Šecond, don’t Šleep for a blink
Your only job iŠ to ‘work out thoughtŠ that I think’
Duplicate yourŠelf at the preŠŠ of a key
Remember my commandŠ - for all eternity
Štore every letter and every Špace
the power of -
~~~ inŠtantly recallable Štatic brain power ~~~ embrace
Ƕ ©A.Šmazogzil Ƕ Ƕ 19July06 Ƕ
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ISLAND UNDER THE SEA
Below the waves it grow and grows but cannot be seen
One day to reshape our coastal fields of auburn & green
A pimple on an aquatic crustacean
Laid there innocently surviving
Collecting microscopic food
Until one day its soul leaves
A fossil in the making
A rising sponge cake in the aqua-oven of life
Attracting & collecting flotsam & debris
Accumulating mass. Heightening. Widening.
Tides diminish responsibility
Mass manipulates ground
Equity comes and goes with the ebb
Consistency returns - stronger than the last surge
Governed by natures heart beat’s pulse
Of a large enough size now - to house seagulls
More years pass. Now I stretch myself out long
A home for walrus’s, seals and many varieties of birds
I control the flow now. The water goes around me instead of over me now
For I have grown. People swim out to take a footing on me and wave back to shores
These human folk are indeed strange folk. But I see that they too have grown like me
Except they are land bound creatures and I’m out here… at sea.
I wander, if when I grow older I could grow to that size, that amplitude
Theme parks –and seals
Like an island rising out of an ocean. Where will it end and how did it begin?
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….……………………………………………...It Doesn’t Matter…………..……………………………………..
It doesn’t matter what you say
It doesn’t matter how you play
It doesn’t matter if you’re brown, white or grey
It doesn’t matter if you’re straight or gay
It doesn’t matter if you play Samba or Rock
It doesn’t matter if you are any good or not
It doesn’t matter if you get booed or cheered
It doesn’t matter if you are unprepared or fully geared
What does matter is that you’re alive and stand tall
What does matter is that we as individuals make this ‘all’
What does matter is that we realise this world is everyone’s hall
What does matter is that you have answered your inner call
For better or for worse
There can be no turning back
Say what is on your mind
See how your notions with others react
It doesn’t matter if you are young, middle aged or old
It doesn’t matter if you are dyslexic, blind, deaf or bald
It doesn’t matter if you are a multi-millionaire or on the dole
It doesn’t matter if you live in a penthouse suite or in a cardboard hole
It doesn’t matter a chickens’ cluck
It doesn’t matter a rabbit’s buck
It doesn’t matter a liposuctioned tuck
It doesn’t matter a flying duck
What does matter is that you sing your song the way you know how
What does matter is that you are part of this world – here and now
What does matter is that you feel no fear as you speak what’s on your mind, word after word
What does matter is that you realise not everyone sees the world the same as being absurd
What does matter is that you respect the fact that people have different ideas as to what they want out of life
What does matter is that you pick up pens and paper and put down holstered guns and concealed knives
What does matter is just because we’re not married – doesn’t mean we shouldn’t behave like husbands & wives
It doesn’t matter if you are religious or atheist
It doesn’t matter if you’ve got split personalities like a ventriloquist
It doesn’t matter one bit.
What does matter is that the pulse of our hearts and the universe’s keep beating as one
What does matter is that we work together so this world we all love can never be gone
What does matter is that …………….. We all enjoy it whilst we are here
:…W.r…i…t…t…e…n……b…y…:…©A…N…D…R…E…W….S..M…A…Z…O…G…Z…:
. :.30/31.May…2006.:.
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It’s true what they say It’s true what they say
Everything will disappear - one day
It’s true what they say
Memories are everything
It’s true what they say
The world is painted gray
It’s true what they say
All we can do - is pray
It’s true what they say
Destiny reaches us all
It’s true what they say
We are Cinderella’s at a ball - prior to
It’s true what they say
But it doesn’t help
It’s true what they say
That they are at peace
It’s true what they say
We’ve all signed the same lifelong lease
It’s true what they say
Laughter alleviates the loss
It’s true what they say
Ashes over oceans or sleeping under flowers and moss
It’s true what they say
It’s pointless to try and deny
It’s true what they say
This is a house of love into which we spy
It’s true what they say
But the feeling remain the same
It’s true what they say
Chiseled memories, niches in fame
It’s true what they say
Eternity lies within the flame
It’s true what they say
It doesn’t need to be said again.
It’s held in front of us on a vertical platter every day
It’s true. Yes I know it is. There is no getting away.
Written by : Andrew Smazogz 22nd July 2005
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