by EndPoliticians | Mar 3, 2024 | Blog, Poems, Truth Be Told
Favourable offerings glimmering brightly a rising upon the darkness Oblique in societal formation slanted deviation from the norm Recessive emotional likeness harbouring depths in layered opacity Mascara longing surroundings soul-like orbital viewed enhancement...
by EndPoliticians | Feb 29, 2024 | Blog, Eye of Sauron, Graft, Lies, Propaganda, Scum of the Earth, Skulking In the Shadows, Slop Trough, Throne Trolls, Writing
Fourword Do hugs, not drugs. Key-Low Packaging Shaking the hornets nest. Forget about those Angry Birds, this is a bug-eyed freak agitation combing the inner workings of mind-sterilized drones flitting all about, altogether amongst, agency affined, asininely afoul,...
by EndPoliticians | Feb 22, 2024 | Blog, Eye of Sauron, Graft, Politics, Scum of the Earth, Skulking In the Shadows, Throne Trolls, Writing
Get the Façade Out of Here Death from above. Yeah, most certainly intertwined pervertedly within the unceasing depths of despair. A shallow treatment for the drowning pool of the morosely heightened surface dwellers huffing and puffing exhaustedly refreshing, running...
by EndPoliticians | Feb 16, 2024 | Blog, Graft, Truth Be Told
If it is Dutch it ain’t much. Under these circumstances anyways. All is not what the grifters marketing the COUNTERFEIT objects in linguistic trickery make it out to be. I will state with absolute certainty that 100% of the “Ancient Roman Glass” and...
by EndPoliticians | Feb 15, 2024 | Blog, Hidden In Plain Sight, Lies, Politics, Propaganda, Stupidity Incarnate, Writing
Con-Scripted Victims Word War III. Here it is, y’all asked for it. Ok, well you certainly didn’t not ask for it. In dropping that bombshell, to stoke a massive morale booster, like that of a heavy hit of panzerschokolade, y’all are probably fiending...
by EndPoliticians | Feb 8, 2024 | Blog, Politics, Scum of the Earth, Shock Gobbles, Slop Trough, Writing
Charles’ Dickins Cider – A Tale of Two Shitty’s It was the breast of times, it was the wurst of times, it was the age of triple speak, it was the age of “Fact Check,” it was the epoch of confusion, it was the epoch of three legged women,...
