Capital Conditions

philosophy, Poem, Poetry, thoughts

E049BB86-CFD8-4206-A907-718F5FFF5238Radicalised by pain,
sufficiently conditioned to reject
the meritocratic myths and
barely interested in conditional freedoms,
liberal bourgeoisie notions of self,
the sort of ideas that pave the good intentions to hell.
The sort of hell fashioned by the idea that our practices,
our ways of organising are anything more than ideas…
anything more than the brain children
of those who existed in a society prior
– the sort of society that they themselves once wished to redefine.

𝒯𝑜 𝐿𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈

Insight, philosophy, Poem, Poetry, thoughts

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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴,
𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘷𝘶𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦;
𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯
𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘯.

𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘴,
𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘭 – 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥
𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘺𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘴,
𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵.

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴.
𝘗𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴,
𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩.
𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘯,
𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.

Busy in Wonder… #JC4PM

philosophy, Poem, Poetry, thoughts

A chance at hope,

a new deal for the downtrodden.

A chance for the maligned and forgotten,

smell the air of change a brand new promise.

 

Broken homes, broken dreams for a nation on the edge,

pain and turbulence, suffering and chaos, by design not an act of nature.

Opportunity stripped our systems rotten,

if all is broken we must look to economics.

 

War in foreign lands,

war on drugs…

a nation divided,

we must cease all the violence

and tackle the climate.

 

Time to march,

time to occupy,

time to vote.

Cash in on due change,

today’s the time for hope.