the real John Carr.
@johncarr.bsky.social
A soulless man, with an empty grin.
They've opened up the asylum doors.
I could have been anything.
No DM's unless we're dating.
They've opened up the asylum doors.
I could have been anything.
No DM's unless we're dating.
Whenever I see a picture/photo of Kash Patel, the words SHART/SHARTED, immediately spring to mind.
November 13, 2025 at 10:08 AM
Whenever I see a picture/photo of Kash Patel, the words SHART/SHARTED, immediately spring to mind.
I recall the time his wife, Bet, was so patriotic, just to show her fervour for the main Christian event, she wore baubles as earrings, matching her Leopard print dress.
November 2, 2025 at 6:24 PM
I recall the time his wife, Bet, was so patriotic, just to show her fervour for the main Christian event, she wore baubles as earrings, matching her Leopard print dress.
Terry passed
and Julie watched
the sunset all alone.
Time goes by,
our heroes die,
now mere pictures
on our phones.
R.I.P. #TerenceStamp.
#WaterlooSunset
and Julie watched
the sunset all alone.
Time goes by,
our heroes die,
now mere pictures
on our phones.
R.I.P. #TerenceStamp.
#WaterlooSunset
August 17, 2025 at 6:59 PM
Terry passed
and Julie watched
the sunset all alone.
Time goes by,
our heroes die,
now mere pictures
on our phones.
R.I.P. #TerenceStamp.
#WaterlooSunset
and Julie watched
the sunset all alone.
Time goes by,
our heroes die,
now mere pictures
on our phones.
R.I.P. #TerenceStamp.
#WaterlooSunset
FECUND.
I talk to the Berry tree,
he tells me how he feels.
He loves the Spring and Summertime,
when he's covered in his leaves.
Then Autumn and Winter come along,
bringing strong wings and the cold.
He sheds his leaves and shivers,
naked, cold and bald.
#poetry
I talk to the Berry tree,
he tells me how he feels.
He loves the Spring and Summertime,
when he's covered in his leaves.
Then Autumn and Winter come along,
bringing strong wings and the cold.
He sheds his leaves and shivers,
naked, cold and bald.
#poetry
August 17, 2025 at 6:46 PM
FECUND.
I talk to the Berry tree,
he tells me how he feels.
He loves the Spring and Summertime,
when he's covered in his leaves.
Then Autumn and Winter come along,
bringing strong wings and the cold.
He sheds his leaves and shivers,
naked, cold and bald.
#poetry
I talk to the Berry tree,
he tells me how he feels.
He loves the Spring and Summertime,
when he's covered in his leaves.
Then Autumn and Winter come along,
bringing strong wings and the cold.
He sheds his leaves and shivers,
naked, cold and bald.
#poetry
NOSTALGIA, MY ARSE.
Those good ol' days
of Black and White,
when things were wrong
or things were right.
No in-betweens,
no #rainbow colours,
just real life,
and sometimes horrors.
Disease, ill health and early deaths
are long forgotten.
Those good ol' days
were mostly rotten.
#vss365
Those good ol' days
of Black and White,
when things were wrong
or things were right.
No in-betweens,
no #rainbow colours,
just real life,
and sometimes horrors.
Disease, ill health and early deaths
are long forgotten.
Those good ol' days
were mostly rotten.
#vss365
August 11, 2025 at 1:44 PM
Chocolate medals and stolen clothes,
uniforms of a tattered past,
singing songs of communal pain,
let's hope they don't come back.
Progress does the Tango,
where #nostalgia sometimes sleeps,
harking back to yesteryear,
will only make you weep.
#vss365
uniforms of a tattered past,
singing songs of communal pain,
let's hope they don't come back.
Progress does the Tango,
where #nostalgia sometimes sleeps,
harking back to yesteryear,
will only make you weep.
#vss365
June 30, 2025 at 12:08 PM
Chocolate medals and stolen clothes,
uniforms of a tattered past,
singing songs of communal pain,
let's hope they don't come back.
Progress does the Tango,
where #nostalgia sometimes sleeps,
harking back to yesteryear,
will only make you weep.
#vss365
uniforms of a tattered past,
singing songs of communal pain,
let's hope they don't come back.
Progress does the Tango,
where #nostalgia sometimes sleeps,
harking back to yesteryear,
will only make you weep.
#vss365
May 30, 2025 at 8:02 AM
On that dark and dirty street,
ghosts of past and present dwell.
Rain,muck and shit disturbed the spirits,
of drunks and vagrants and
ne'er-do-wells.
Stale Whisky and urine smells,
hanging heavy in November air.
#poetry
Superb artwork by
@danrobbinsarts.bsky.social
ghosts of past and present dwell.
Rain,muck and shit disturbed the spirits,
of drunks and vagrants and
ne'er-do-wells.
Stale Whisky and urine smells,
hanging heavy in November air.
#poetry
Superb artwork by
@danrobbinsarts.bsky.social
May 12, 2025 at 10:43 PM
On that dark and dirty street,
ghosts of past and present dwell.
Rain,muck and shit disturbed the spirits,
of drunks and vagrants and
ne'er-do-wells.
Stale Whisky and urine smells,
hanging heavy in November air.
#poetry
Superb artwork by
@danrobbinsarts.bsky.social
ghosts of past and present dwell.
Rain,muck and shit disturbed the spirits,
of drunks and vagrants and
ne'er-do-wells.
Stale Whisky and urine smells,
hanging heavy in November air.
#poetry
Superb artwork by
@danrobbinsarts.bsky.social
March 25, 2025 at 2:33 PM
Does this suggest that the U.S. are acting as Agents/Representatives for Putin??
March 2, 2025 at 2:13 PM
Does this suggest that the U.S. are acting as Agents/Representatives for Putin??
Never marry a Woman with big hands.
February 28, 2025 at 11:23 AM
Never marry a Woman with big hands.
3 MONTHS. TICK. TOCK. TICK. TOCK.
February 12, 2025 at 9:34 PM
3 MONTHS. TICK. TOCK. TICK. TOCK.
VACATION.
Let's go to the Blue room,
where #mercurial thoughts become half sane.
We can share the blood of the innocents,
in the Blue room
death is just a game.
Scream and then scream again,
your pleas will not be heard.
The Blue room is a vacuum,
and mercy not allowed.
#vss365
Let's go to the Blue room,
where #mercurial thoughts become half sane.
We can share the blood of the innocents,
in the Blue room
death is just a game.
Scream and then scream again,
your pleas will not be heard.
The Blue room is a vacuum,
and mercy not allowed.
#vss365
February 12, 2025 at 9:48 AM
VACATION.
Let's go to the Blue room,
where #mercurial thoughts become half sane.
We can share the blood of the innocents,
in the Blue room
death is just a game.
Scream and then scream again,
your pleas will not be heard.
The Blue room is a vacuum,
and mercy not allowed.
#vss365
Let's go to the Blue room,
where #mercurial thoughts become half sane.
We can share the blood of the innocents,
in the Blue room
death is just a game.
Scream and then scream again,
your pleas will not be heard.
The Blue room is a vacuum,
and mercy not allowed.
#vss365
One thing that bothers me Sir. You've increased tariffs to Canada because, and I quote "Canada are really bad to us, really bad."
But your wife tells me that you found out about her sexually fantasising about Mr Trudeau.
Is that why you raised the tariffs? Your jealousy?
But your wife tells me that you found out about her sexually fantasising about Mr Trudeau.
Is that why you raised the tariffs? Your jealousy?
February 4, 2025 at 12:52 AM
One thing that bothers me Sir. You've increased tariffs to Canada because, and I quote "Canada are really bad to us, really bad."
But your wife tells me that you found out about her sexually fantasising about Mr Trudeau.
Is that why you raised the tariffs? Your jealousy?
But your wife tells me that you found out about her sexually fantasising about Mr Trudeau.
Is that why you raised the tariffs? Your jealousy?
Autistic Adolf?
January 21, 2025 at 11:54 AM
Autistic Adolf?
This is not the end of the journey.
Just a chance to change drivers.
RIP David Lynch.
Just a chance to change drivers.
RIP David Lynch.
January 16, 2025 at 7:02 PM
This is not the end of the journey.
Just a chance to change drivers.
RIP David Lynch.
Just a chance to change drivers.
RIP David Lynch.
Time! Goddamn you're looking old,
you'll freeze and catch a cold,
Cos you've left your taste behind.
Take your time.
you'll freeze and catch a cold,
Cos you've left your taste behind.
Take your time.
January 9, 2025 at 9:51 PM
Time! Goddamn you're looking old,
you'll freeze and catch a cold,
Cos you've left your taste behind.
Take your time.
you'll freeze and catch a cold,
Cos you've left your taste behind.
Take your time.
Someone should tell James Wood that not everyone is laughing at his bad luck and hardship.
Most of us are, but not everyone.
Most of us are, but not everyone.
January 9, 2025 at 3:51 PM
Someone should tell James Wood that not everyone is laughing at his bad luck and hardship.
Most of us are, but not everyone.
Most of us are, but not everyone.
Frodo for Prime Minister.
January 7, 2025 at 9:12 AM
Frodo for Prime Minister.
On that dark and dirty street,
ghosts of past and present dwell.
Rain and muck disturbed the spirits,
of drunks and vagrants and
ne'er-do-wells.
Stale Whisky and urine smells,
hanging heavy in November air.
Artwork by the superb @danrobbinsarts.bsky.social
ghosts of past and present dwell.
Rain and muck disturbed the spirits,
of drunks and vagrants and
ne'er-do-wells.
Stale Whisky and urine smells,
hanging heavy in November air.
Artwork by the superb @danrobbinsarts.bsky.social
December 10, 2024 at 7:00 AM
On that dark and dirty street,
ghosts of past and present dwell.
Rain and muck disturbed the spirits,
of drunks and vagrants and
ne'er-do-wells.
Stale Whisky and urine smells,
hanging heavy in November air.
Artwork by the superb @danrobbinsarts.bsky.social
ghosts of past and present dwell.
Rain and muck disturbed the spirits,
of drunks and vagrants and
ne'er-do-wells.
Stale Whisky and urine smells,
hanging heavy in November air.
Artwork by the superb @danrobbinsarts.bsky.social
Day 4. Goodbye Yellow Brick Road.
Elton John.
Elton John.
December 4, 2024 at 10:56 AM
Day 4. Goodbye Yellow Brick Road.
Elton John.
Elton John.
Day 3. Sorrow. David Bowie.
December 3, 2024 at 11:21 AM
Day 3. Sorrow. David Bowie.