“Winter Solstice is a gentle teaching. As it shows us that after the longest night, the light always returns, within the earth and within us.”
“In Extremis by Stewart Stafford
Saturnalia's trumpets sound,
The ancestral chorus song,
Time's gold web drawn back,
For the stocks' denizen throng.
Bawdy knights of the feral feast,
Daze of snoring stranger sloth,
As contagion's banquet guests,
Sipping end times' galling broth.
Bean found in fortuitous cake,
A fool crowned Lord of Misrule,
The meek's pantomimed throne,
A drone in a queen bee's tulle.
Fatted calf, societal scapegoat,
Chattels mopping festive vomit,
Charon coins on bloodshot eyes,
Execution dawn to a dark comet.
© Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.”
“The Dead of Winter by Stewart Stafford
In truth, winter is the dead's season,
Their graveyard chill touches Earth,
The skeleton moon's danse macabre,
As the darkened Sun heralds rebirth.
Wild hunters of Christmas Eve skies,
Mighty Odin or Arthur leading all,
Hellhounds, fiery steeds, chase,
To feast in a Valhalla or Camelot hall.
Assemble at the hearth, my kindred,
Share unnerving tales of gothic fright,
Raised pulses as spectral guests join us,
Frayed nerves spiked on this haunted night.
© 2024, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”
“Sanatana Dharma is advaita sanskriti,
that is, a culture of nonsectarianism,
Hindutva means mindless saffronization.”
Source: Tum Dunya Tek Millet: Greatest Country on Earth is Earth
“Dharmageddon (Untouchable Sonnet)
Bunch of dried up prunes bathing in sewage water
to gain instant holiness are no good to me.
I want the brave and vigorous of heart and brain,
those teeming with life, I want the uncowardly.
I want the uncompromising, I want the unbending,
I want the pure, who've conquered their prejudice.
Only the undoctrinated can carry the godly thunder,
only the living can bear remedy to customs of malice.
If you're failure as a christian according to the
church, you're likely a true christian like Christ.
I work the world flooded with living Christs and
Buddhas, not dummkopfs obeying the dead and blind.
Enough with brainless bowing to holy heap of compost,
partake no more of the flea-ridden potion of fanaticism.
Abolish all relation with dogma and ritual superstition,
sterilized in the pyre of prejudice, Arise Dharmageddon!”
Source: Azad Earth Army: When The World Cries Blood
“Enough with brainless bowing to holy heap of compost, partake no more of the flea-ridden potion of fanaticism. Abolish all relation with dogma and ritual superstition, sterilized in the pyre of prejudice, Arise Dharmageddon!”
Source: Azad Earth Army: When The World Cries Blood
“I want the uncompromising,
I want the unbending,
I want the pure, who've
conquered their prejudice.
Only the undoctrinated
can carry the godly thunder,
only the living can bear
remedy to customs of malice.”
Source: Azad Earth Army: When The World Cries Blood
“My nation, your nation,
my religion, your religion,
my culture, your culture,
will be the end of us apes -
outwardly fancy, inwardly filthy,
sneering, leering, gutter-crawling,
conniving, two-faced, fanatic,
frivolous, pointless bloody apes.”
Source: Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper
“My Nation, Your Nation (Sonnet)
My nation, your nation,
my religion, your religion,
my culture, your culture,
will be the end of us apes -
outwardly fancy, inwardly filthy,
sneering, leering, gutter-crawling,
conniving, two-faced, fanatic,
frivolous, pointless bloody apes -
apes who can't see right from wrong,
without the blinkers of creed -
apes who can't tell order from disorder,
unless instructed by legal decree -
apes who would sell their own brother,
if monkey kings command, it's patriotic.”
Source: Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper
“Just because it's habit doesn't make it holy.”
Source: Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper