I REALLY HATED SCHOOL by Mark aka CD.

Even now, when others talk about their school days.  It really does freak me out.  And I'll tell you truthfully why.  I never did like school.  Most of the teachers were OK.  But I just hated the other kids.  I was always bullied at school.  Every week was always the same.  They did some terrible things to me.  And this I can't forget.  Especially when you had the bullying, going into the weekends as well.  And all this went on for years and years.  Decades and decades.

I really don't know how some people can cope with school today.  It must be a vicious place to grow up.  The playgrounds must be boxing rings.  And the verbal put-downs I got were shocking, to say the least.  Yet somehow we go on through life.  Even beyond all those terrible moments.  Many things become impossible to memorize, from past events.  We are all unrecognisable, to one another.  In some ways we are.  In others we're not. 

And sometimes, we cannot go back home.  The only way is forwards.  Even if times get too complicated, to go onwards and forwards alone.  We must persevere with only our true broken hearts, as our nearest companions.  We can no longer move on, unless we are left alone to do so.  Without others intruding or interfering.  No help can be found, unless we do things for ourselves.  If we are lonely.  Do we stay lonely for all eternity?  We cannot break certain cycles.  Especially if we are misfitted souls.  Those square pegs in the round holes.

And YES!  I still hate school today.  Well, the thought of it anyway.  That is why I hate being near children or teens.  It reminds one of a terrible moment in my life.  A moment that I'd rather forget thankyou.  It seems to stick out like a sore thumb.  A rejected and neglected soul, that cannot fit in anywhere. 

Dark And Desolate People.

I've been pondering on this hidden subject, for quite a while now.  Dark and desolate people often find themselves trapped.  Trapped in a web created by others.  We are not able to break free, from all the prison shackles placed on us.  Society has been conditioned, into knowing which people to choose, and not choose for friendship. 

And it isn't always our fault, when life gets us into a termoil.  Sometimes, even close families can be using mind-control on us.  They can also be using other emotional blackmail tactics, to get their own ways from us.  Many dark and desolate people can't leave home.  They feel trapped, and yet still unloved at home.  Paul Young once sang Where-Ever I Lay My Hat, That's My Home.  It's not that simple.  And it ain't that easy. 

Sometimes I go for a few hours break to Shrewsbury, or Telford.  But maybe this isn't even enough anymore.  There has got to be something much bigger on the horizon.  I often search desperatley for dark and desolate people.  Maybe I am searching in all the wrong areas of life.  I need to refresh my approaches to others.  And maybe I have to start doing this, by meeting people that I don't really know all that well.  That would certainly be a decent and cool start, to finding friends.  But then again.  It's even more complicated for us, as we are getting a little older.  Some of us may not have any friends at all.  So where do we start?

Black Fields by Mark Parry.

Black fields of Gothic flowers.

Growing everywhere.

Beneath our feet they

flutter in a zephyr.

We walk by in

this deep midnight sun.

She burns our spirits

like radiation.

We are suffocating

in this lonely memory.

Deep in black fields

of Gothic flowers.

by Mark Parry.  (C)

My Views About The Recession

It is my view that the recent recessions, are a result of an elaborate illusion.  It is all designed by the most wealthiest establishments.  A kind of New World Order, that is trying to take over our planet today.  There is plenty of money in the world, for everyone to live happy together, without stress or strife.  The whole thing is a designed concept, to stop us all having benefits.  That is one reason why world governments, do not want to keep to their agreements.  They are all just puppets, in a larger design of evil. 

If you do not believe this.  Then check out how much money, the rich and wealthy are still making in these dire times.  Vast amounts of our taxes are being used and abused.  Bosses can always give themselves fat payrises.  But they all cannot take on staff, in many places today.  they can always find money to spare, for the likes of making up newer laws/rules, just for us all to abide by.  Yes, the NWO is slowly taking over, as we speak.  Are you prepared to wake up now, before it is too late?

THEY SAY by Cherry Divine

They say we're all freaks.

They call us weird.

We're lost under stormy clouds.

How could they know that?

They say we're all mad.

They call us strange.

We're free under gloomy thoughts.

How could they see that?

They say.

They say.

They say we're all not right.

They say we're always wrong.

They say we're evil in black.

They say the light is better.

How could they notice that?

Oswestry Council Wants The Views Of The People?

So Oswestry Council wants our views on The Town?  Yes, and only for their own ends.  They want our ideas for the future of Oswestry town, so they can claim our ideas as their own instead.  They are also trying to get the community, to air their views on where the town should be going.  The town is going down the toilet, just like the rest of the country.  We've all got stupid politicians, that can't even run a piss-up in a brewery.  The people aired their views on out of town shopping, and said NO!  But the council turned around, and stuck the knife into our backs.  Now we will be having out of town shopping.  That should see off the rest of the smaller buisnesses, very soon. 

Councils up and down the country, are experiencing the same problems too.  Out of town shopping is killing off the smaller shops, in our town centres.  They are being paid back-handers, by bigger firms using money as muscle.  And smaller shops are having to sell up.  Not only are The People losing out.  Everyone is losing out, if these ruthless rogues can get away with murder.  Oswestry council is not in touch with The People.  They are compleatly out of touch with our communities.  And then they ask us in a tow faced manner, to come to their meetings, and air our views on where towns should be going.  Hypocritical double standards, by useless bureaucrats.