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Dear Jeremy Clarkson
Dear Jeremy Clarkson
This is my letter for showing myself to be thankful for being on benefits
First of all I’d like to thank the DWP
for making it so easy to claim
It really really isn’t degrading or a pain
supplying copious amounts of evidence
Or getting my friends to help fill out forms every few years for health conditions that don’t go away or can’t be cured.
Society its self doesn’t add stigma or prejudice or pressure or any way to claim these monetary benefits.
I love being supported and in no way does it induce any fearful reaction or discomfort or distraction to see articles such as yours Jeremy. It feels great to be treated like a scrounger who is undeserving of a life of disability.
Yes I do have abilities that are prized by society. And have protested against cuts to Pip and other benefits. Which the people of this land of course understand how hard they are to claim. Sometimes PIP is the only thing that allows people who are disabled the adaptions and ability to work.
On a personal note I hear voices and have to mask my autism on a daily basis. I feel my life isn’t worth it sometimes. But I do like to grovel to people like you. Who did it your way and didn’t have to deal with the same situation as mine.
I know you shine like a beacon to all of those who are not as deserving as yourself.
Yes I have fallen on hard times since 16 and have tried to work part time.
I know society doesn’t make it feel like a crime to live with my struggles. I know in this life so many care about my plight. And know the reality of my fight and struggle.
But when we the disabled people have been forced to live on the streets or are put into institutions and workhouses because of the grace of people like you. And you become disabled yourself and need help which is unlikely I do agree. Maybe you will see life isn’t as easy as you make out.
So thank you to the unpaid carers who support people in my situation.
Thank you to the NHS staff who or anyone who is kind and willing to help.
Thank you to all the people who improve my quality of life by reading my poetry and writing which is an out let for my dark feelings and thoughts when I am caught feeling melancholic and suicidal. You are all stars shining your bright light on my life.
Friends with menefits
Sometimes having a man in your life brings menefits
sometimes it’s no good at all
It all depends on the man
can you find a men that fits
or does he have to be over 6 foot tall?
Does he have a huge credit card allowance
or a great credit score?
does he have to be athletic have geek chic or have to have it all?
When is a man good enough?
does he have to be strong and tough?
does he have to have wisdom?
or his own kingdom?
what does it take to be a man at all?
does he have to be part beast
that you can tame?
have a great reputation and great name
a exciting persona?
or degree or diploma?
or a nice aroma?
A sense of humour?
or be a grade A gardener who is bloomer
Of plants and flowers?
or a sporty athlete?
or muscle man?
my nickname is stan
I don’t understand
What makes a good man I think is how you treat other people but maybe that just a good human being
There are many archetypes of being a man
I just am.
but I don’t fit the archetypal men who fits.
There’s a monster in my toy box narrated
Please give it a view or two or more maybe even four.
https://www.blurb.co.uk/b/12483736-there-s-a-monster-in-my-toy-box
Lonely people
Only people
with hidden sparks of divinity
looking into the mirror
getting shivers
and quivers
Looking for love but love doesn’t deliver
another endeavour
feat of the gods
the odds
and ends of messages
we send
The revolving door
of lives
when will hope truly arrive
karma
another charmer
but a bell chimes
and it alarms us
we are living fast food lives
Our souls the only thing
that isn’t disposable
water hoses us down
but we can’t get to the deep
conversations
we permanently seek to leave words
of comfort even if they are lies
and we surrounded by people
with mole like eyes.
Forever lonely only children
Maslow’s pyramid
Ensnared enslaved
by not having our needs met.
A modern day trap, a net
Their self efficacy built upon the billions
who will never have their needs addressed
just giving them their trauma and stress
No room for karma
just workers enslaved by big pharma
and tech
living on the streets or renting
Never venting
never getting to the top
just growing rich peoples crops
the pyramid weighs us down
the weight of a rich persons crown
who’s only thoughts get activated and actualised
while bullying billions of lives.
we cannot reach the top
too many distractions and traps
Life is unfair it has no map.
Maslow’s pyramid or is it a mountain to climb
life is unfair this poem shows the reason and rhyme.
Somebody’s love
The sea of time video of my poem by California film maker Devin Rice
Grumpa (about a Grumpy Grandfather)
Grumpa
Sitting in your old arm chair,
With a devil may care,
Attitude.
Talking about the ingratitude
Of youth.
Watching TV,
Eating microwaveable meals,
Grumpa,
I still love you,
I remember the times when I was young,
and you helped me,
when I was stung,
by a wasp,
or fell over.
Life is hard,
it makes you,
grumpy and
lonely,
Please think of the things you’ve shown me,
Rather than talking about the things that make you despair
I know behind the passive aggression you still care,
I know I sometimes take the Mick,
But really Grumpa,
I can see all your tricks,
There is still, to my surprise,
magic behind those eyes,
And bedtime stories waiting to be read.
Grumpa,
Don’t lose the thread
We all need a grandfather like you,
For you have all the experience,
You will know what to do!