OMG The young are coming and they want social justice and fairness in society! Quick everyone refer to ‘The militant tendency and Mao and Stalin..and Sauron and Doctor Robotnic..FACE BACKWARDS AND POUR CYNICISM ON THEIR INNOCENT ENTHUSIASM FOR A JUST WORLD! SHIELDS UP RED ALERT…QUICK REMIND THEM ITS POINTLESS AS ALL HUMAN BEINGS ARE SELFISH SCUM WHO SECRETLY HATE EVERYONE…
Really the shit these balloon headed old guard apologist spout…painting Jeremy and all his followers as buffoons…to allay their panic regarding their privileged lifestyles…New popular socialism..driven by the young and similar to the Scandinavian model?
High tax for health and education and housing? Haha there you go…there’s the rub…If the young decide that level of self sacrifice is how decent people, tribal family people should behave, and that’s how you get a fairer society then the tax avoiding I’m alright Jack, Trump merchants (who obviously think the common tax payers an idiot)…can go live in the land of the free for all…if you agree please’s important we see more of the elite cack themselves and spout more comedy dribble…keeps me amused children…Bullshit detectors to stun!

Can we find profound truths
Among the winged horse play
of our ancient ancestors
‘from whence we came?
is it worth the time and effort
What pray would we gain
from hacking through that thicket
from wrestling with their ways
insights that inform

Take Hermes
Who is recorded as the messenger of the higher powers
and more,
“The translator of the god’s”
The interpreter of their otherwise unknowable will and words..
and more,
The patron of liars.
It’s ‘true’
Go check..
The gods are our leaders, heroes, Role models..
Hermes the media.
Whatever he tells us
we only have his word for
This proven king of liars.
Perhaps he invented it all
Stole it twisted from India
This proven king of liars.
Perhaps he brought the message
From bug eyed rapey Zeus himself
To Plato herself
“Exile the poets to where
They can cling to the edge
with leaves in their hair”
Thats right the father of our philosophy
Thought singers troublesome slaves
Enemies of ‘democracy’
Sympathetic to women
He was not mistaken..
Hermes told him about democracy
That proven king of liars
I sing
I don’t like the
city that doesn’t like me..
I’m banished
We have paddled here
in the shallows of the dawn
of our story
We have seen the liars and jailers
Who presume
to manipulate the innocent
In the name of freedom
They exile the resistance
Compelled by the father of our philosophy
His head shines
From all the songs that passed over it
and Hermes is confessing
His confession is lies.
Welcome to the perimeter you refugees
From the kingdom of liars
Here we sing.
we hide.

Brent, Peacehaven, 9/11/2016



We made money for faceless suits in The Late was deeply maddening..
We lost as usual, as so, so, many of my truly talented and ‘driven’ mates in this ‘biz’ have.
I do not include a single person in that who wants to be praised and overpaid, Bowie and Marley etc, the ‘titans’ are distant gods to them too..they are the real deal and will do the stuff they do and love whatever..
The world has changed and the marketing stultification consensus has crept out like a thin plastic film on all of us..from peace festivals and militant punk we moved to Utube ads and war-game soundtrack nervelessness..a loveless landscape where thumb twitching on the right beat is the replacement for the dance and singalong of youth…
You’ve all heard my views on the war games and blood films..The misogyny and objectification..the pornography of fame neurosis..
Well let me disavow you of the notion that i’m a miserable old nihilist repeating the same old ‘youth of today doomsayer dismissals..I’M FULL OF LOVE AND HOPE! ,..That’s right, I See the return of poetry, community, I attend wild anti-authority improvisations where no one present gives a flying fek about labels or competition hollow..
I see the independence of the unnameable creative impulse that cannot be quantified, tamed, marketed or controlled…I see the backlash where the indomitable human spirit gets out of the lonely game chair and runs again beneath the tree’s.New art new writing new films always and always compelled to chant down Babylon and proclaim the plastic emperors spiritually naked.
This is Moonset.
The firedogs ate the lunatics and it happened like this.
Brent Jackson Peacehaven Sep 2016.

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