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7/2/2029

 
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Welcome to my journal. Here find stories and poetry, posts about my life and wanderings, and musings about the environment and mental health. 

I wish you well on your own journey.

Nick Crutchley


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Midnight

17/11/2020

 
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Image by Gerd Altmann

​I see only dreams, nightmares
Forever twisted, unholy
A fever of unspoken frenzy
A straight jacket of thought
And memories

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Stepping Towards Emptiness

30/10/2020

 
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A poison arrow pierced me
Festering anger turned to hate
For decades it sat there
Pulsing ill will 

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Barefoot Thief

22/7/2020

 
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I escaped the city as a thief
Armed with wit and guile
Only to steal no peace of mind
As barefoot I ran 

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Preachers of Chaos

12/7/2020

 
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​Holograms paint sex in vivid light. Atop skyscrapers, heartthrobs, either silky smooth or rugged, sell watches, aftershave and cosmetic implants. Pouting supermodels jut from buildings like gargoyles, and aerial drones project hunky gods and curvaceous goddesses into the sky. Sex empowers women, we pretend, while making men drooling dogs. And men are dogs, salivating for bitches in heat. Wherever they look breasts protrude and parted lips offer a silent promise. No wonder they merge with Psychnet porn: their wives cannot live up to the dream we force-feed them.

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And Angels Weep

11/5/2020

 
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Image by S. Hermann & F. Richter

​She’s lead
Transmuted into gold through love
Our heart
Bound deep but forever apart
Our loneliness echoes in each other’s soul
Yet we never speak, and angels weep

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Anthropocene

12/4/2020

 
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​Sea crashes plastic
Fish mercury fed
Temperature taken
Gaia infected
Infested!
Humankind spreads

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Junky

9/4/2020

 
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Mandy stares at the toxic sky. Nearby, a boy picks his way through robot, android and cyborg junk. As she lies naked and half-buried in the undulating ocean of alloys and plastic and human bones, where cheap but expensive to recycle machines and people are sent, she remains silent, motionless, expressionless. Perhaps the child will find something else of value before reaching her, and scavenge it instead?

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No One

8/4/2020

 
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​Doubt dominates belief
Self against self
Shadow obscuring positive intention
And all paths become blocked
by the one who says ‘Can’t’
while the other fights, ‘Can!’
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But the fight, soon lost, leaves only inaction
a decision feared, never made, absconded
Can I? No.
Should I? No.
Why not?
You cannot win, see, you’re nobody, no one;
who do you think you are?
No one?
Yes.
No one . . .
But we engage in conversation
I let doubt seep in
Friendly, I offer kindness
And doubt dissipates
Hopefully

Monster!

8/4/2020

 
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​“Dear wife, I’m taking the fish for a walk,” the gnome shouted. “Put the kettle on and when I get back we’ll have a nice cup of turnip tea.”

 
“Deepbarrow, you be careful,” the gnome’s wife called back. “You remember what happened last time you took Rainbow for a walk?”
 
“I’ll remember, dear, only if you remember the turnip tea.” With that said, Deepbarrow closed the door to his underground home behind him.

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