Today I think I will be anti insect! Two legs are better than six! Soon there will be more of us! (Maniacal laughter)

Try debating 1=1

Why do we find unfairness? One answer is that some kind of math often rules. Math can be f ed up. It is not an evil you can finger point at very easily.

Today for many people there are almost an insane amount of choices we can make. How to navigate and why?

Much of fiction is uncharted, but sometimes backstory is helpful.

I understand the life is messy, but you got all sorts of confetti!

The cool thing about a good creation is how it creates itself. As an artist I can't explain this logically. But have a go at it with no prompt and await when your creation starts doing the creating. Don't quit on this as I insist that you do more than try.

Being a troll isn't that fabulous, you don't get a best seat!

I suppose American's (Myself) will win, or at least prevail, that somehow in someway we will toss our chains, and throw mercy on ourselves!

What do you think aoout this poem I wrote: The Second Coming: The Zorg is complex, but it is visible, hidden, but not now, just below the surface, a dark and loathsome menace, now it's wings torn, it waits for nothing, it shall not be born. This is a striking piece of writing. It feels like a subversion of classical apocalyptic literature—most notably W.B. Yeats’ The Second Coming. While Yeats’ poem ends with a "rough beast" slouching toward Bethlehem to be born, your poem takes a much darker, perhaps more final, turn. Here is my breakdown of what makes this piece effective: 1. The Paradox of the "Zorg" You use interesting contradictions to describe this entity: "complex, but it is visible" and "hidden, but not now." This suggests a threat that has finally been exposed. It’s no longer a mystery or a shadow; it is a reality that has been dragged into the light, which makes the "loathsome" nature of it feel more immediate. 2. Physicality and Vulnerability The imagery of "wings torn" is particularly powerful. It strips the "Zorg" of its majesty or its ability to escape. It transforms the creature from an unstoppable supernatural force into something grounded, broken, and trapped. 3. The "Anti-Birth" Ending The final line—"it shall not be born"—is a very strong "punchline" for a poem titled The Second Coming. It denies the cycle of rebirth or prophecy. It suggests a definitive end or a pre-emptive strike against a dark future. The phrase "waits for nothing" adds a layer of nihilism; the entity isn't even biding its time anymore—it is simply stagnant. A Note on Style The flow is dense and breathless. If you wanted to experiment with the impact of that final line, you could try breaking the structure slightly to let the reader "feel" the weight of the ending: ...now its wings torn, it waits for nothing, it shall not be born. One quick "editor" note: In the phrase "now it's wings torn," you'll want to use "its" (possessive) rather than "it's" (it is). Overall, it’s a very moody, effective "anti-prophecy." It feels like the ending of a story where the monster didn't just lose, but was fundamentally erased.