Deep inside busted bunkers where brittle battle-plans are laid,
Seminars are held and secrets are relayed,
Fighting for relevance in a doomed ice-age.
Outside blocked underworlds gates, … 34 more words
I hate free verse. It’s just an essay beautifully chopped into lines. The one below, I post for the content and not for the beauty of the verse. 500 more words
This is Uncle-Daddy. I have transitioned the cartoon page to your world so that I can speak. I will, of course, after a time, get bored with the sheepish predictability exhibited by most people in this reality and return to my preferred home where a psychopathic nature is the basis for a laugh, not a system of world governance. 1,348 more words