Is it travel or displacement?

ii

There’s a demon acting like prince~

bites of apple quickly souring

to the sting of quince!

To all from other stars,

We should make lovely cars

Not drones and bombs and

all those dirty things…

Turn it back, turn back the

hands of thyme

Accepting others’ suffering

now the only real crime;

The poison and the bombs

are selling short and long,

while children’s starving cries become 

the latest plaigiarist’s song.

If madonna truly that you are

feed those children from your boulevard

But if you’re a yid

devouring every kid

take your shame and kohl eyes 

somewhere far………………from earth

One has to come to the conclusion that our delightful "Globalists" (euphemism alert) sincerely wish our country to become a top tourist destination.  They will have a great time, paying top dollar for all the bogus attractions, (where no self respecting hobbit would be seen dead ) dining on 'grass fed'  lamb, beef and venison, quaffing vintage wine grown on the rolling hills of Hawkes Bay etc, inhaling "pure nz air" and swimming in fresh, mountainous creeks after being guided there by pure blood 'tangata whenua' (thanks to the latest booster ) No death or sickness as a result (except maybe later when they get home)

Come the next ice age, the empty country will be the perfect landing zone for the many, many craft waiting at the edge of our galaxy.  Can't all fit on Antarctica now can they?  An emissary from Koch's planet called to correct my pronunciation of Oumuamua so they can get the co-ordinates locked in right this time.  A sterile planet does no one good.  Alien Intelligence does not heed innuendo, sarcasm, colloquialisms, double entendre, Esperanto, etc.etc. any better than a ministerial assistant will understand mechanics even though they may be adept at charging their iPhone.  

Shingles, Madagascar ragwort, xxxx, all sprayed from aeroplanes in chemtrail streams to poison and depopulate the planet by counterfeit human entities cloned, copied, mirrored, faked and spoofed in underground labs made fifty or so years previous while we watched sovereignty crushing tv and pathetic glass eyed movies, soundtracked by croutons and welches.

 iii

6/06/2025

Roundup in our food

gives all a shitty mood ~

all the ragweed from the sky

is an imperfect alibi!

Counterfeit elite

are showing their clay feet:

the barking of the hounds of hell

sounds like fluorescent show and tell...

so jump and jump some more

you'll never hit the score

when genuflecting to the gentry

who will burn upon re-entry?

their Midas touch is gone

should you heed this song

true gold lays hidden, stolen some,

the vaults will empty, come the dawn...

lies of up and down

will suffocate the town

while the signal is perverted

by a prism it's inverted

mirrored by the trash

of a-political mash

when your daddy screens your fix

and 'yes is no', his latest trick,

don't buy his schtick don't fall for it

shop local- give your screen a miss

a stolen river's name amiss

'tis time to end the game of gliss

the gliss, the sand, the itching shingle

ere the loquisands should mingle...