2020-4-18 Petar II Petrović-Njegoš (Serbian Cyrillic: Петар II Петровић-Његош, pronounced [pětar drûɡi pětroʋitɕ ɲêɡoʃ]; 13 November [O.S. 1 November] 1813 – 31 October [O.S. 19 October] 1851), commonly referred to simply as Njegoš (Његош), was a Prince-Bishop (vladika) of #Montenegro, #poet and #philosopher whose works are widely considered some of the most important in Serbian and Montenegrin #literature. #philosophy #poetry #wikiarticle

I Contain Multitudes, Bob Dylan

Today, and tomorrow, and yesterday, too
The flowers are dyin' like all things do
Follow me close, I’m going to Bally-na-Lee
I'll lose my mind if you don't come with me
I fuss with my hair, and I fight blood feuds
I contain multitudes

Got a tell-tale heart like Mr. Poe
Got skeletons in the walls of people you know
I’ll drink to the truth and the things we said
I'll drink to the man that shares your bed
I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes
I contain multitudes

A red Cadillac and a black mustache
Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash
Tell me, what's next? What shall we do?
Half my soul, baby, belongs to you
I rollick and I frolic with all the young dudes
I contain multitudes

I'm just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones
And them British bad boys, The Rolling Stones
I go right to the edge, I go right to the end
I go right where all things lost are made good again
I sing the songs of experience like William Blake
I have no apologies to make
Everything's flowing all at the same time
I live on a boulevard of crime
I drive fast cars, and I eat fast foods
I contain multitudes

Pink pedal-pushers, red blue jeans
All the pretty maids, and all the old queens
All the old queens from all my past lives
I carry four pistols and two large knives
I'm a man of contradictions, I'm a man of many moods
I contain multitudes

You greedy old wolf, I'll show you my heart
But not all of it, only the hateful part
I’ll sell you down the river, I’ll put a price on your head
What more can I tell you? I sleep with life and death in the same bed
Get lost, madame, get up off my knee
Keep your mouth away from me
I'll keep the path open, the path in my mind
I’ll see to it that there's no love left behind
I'll play Beethoven's sonatas, and Chopin’s preludes
I contain multitudes
Jack Kerouac & Steve Allen ~ #Poetry For The Beat Generation (LP, 1959) #fullalbum

Whores, Bobby Conn

I just met another whore today
Earned a thousand dollars
In a couple hours
Well I guess it should be it's working
Nine to five

Oh and we've got so much in common
We're both trying to bring a little love
Into somebody else's life but

All this
Has got its price

I've got convictions
But their eviction oh
Back of the lines
If I could change the world
I'd be a girl
And you're my boy

Naked lead the blind
And you're so fucking kind
To pretend that you're excited but
How the fuck was I invited here?
You can leave your smiles
At the door

Don't you understand
All of this was planned
I don't need to be defended cause even Jesus Christ pretended to be a man
And after all
I'm a star

And I'm so proud of being a whore
Lay me down and turn me on and give me some more

I've been working on your street
Missing half my teeth
Give another girl a blowjob
Get myself something good to eat
And with the change
Some Newport ligths

And I'm so proud of being a whore
Lay me down and turn me on and give me some more
I'm so proud of being a whore
Lay me down and turn me on and give me some more
2019-3-3 #poetry #code

the genius of the crowd

there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day

and the best at murder are those who preach against it
and the best at hate are those who preach love
and the best at war finally are those who preach peace

those who preach god, need god
those who preach peace do not have peace
those who preach peace do not have love

beware the preachers
beware the knowers
beware those who are always reading books
beware those who either detest poverty
or are proud of it
beware those quick to praise
for they need praise in return
beware those who are quick to censor
they are afraid of what they do not know
beware those who seek constant crowds for
they are nothing alone
beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
seeks average

but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect

like a shining diamond
like a knife
like a mountain
like a tiger
like hemlock

their finest art


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