An Explanation For Those Offended
I feel that due to changing societal values, it is best that I provide a bit of explanation for some of what I have created.
First of all, I grew up in a subculture and among people for whom freedom of expression and freedom to create what one wanted trumped any consideration as to its greater effect on society. This is reflected in my art.
I will say that on this webpage, I tend not to morally condemn too much. Why do I usually attempt to avoid morally condemning people? Well, because it reeks of hypocrisy. Show me a human and I will show you someone who has little right to feel better than others and condemn them for their actions. I've shown a personal dislike of some people, pointed out homophobia and other things, but its more a matter of myself being the enemy of these things due to my relationship to them, not moral condemnation. At this juncture in my life, I do not stoop to the level of moralizing about my enemies' actions; they are simply my enemies.
However, there is an air of condemnation toward meat-eating in
L.U.N.A.: Let Us Now Ascend. It was probably the most embarassing part of my poetry. I had newly discovered the notion of feeling compassion toward animals, and it was really eye-opening to experience what it was like to not do harm to animals in one's life. I wanted to promote this way of living where one did little harm to animals, and wrote some poetry that may have been intended to make meat-eaters feel bad.
Death: An Arrangement of Poems is full of references to murder, and has a poem that has appropriated slurs for homosexuals. Some poems were basically a call to war against the fools who would oppress LGBTQIA+ people and a call for action to assert dominance against said oppressors, but was written in double-speak in parts that give ambiguity to my intent in writing it. Perhaps I was dealing with some internalized guilt, as well.
There are repeated references to poison in my poetry. It is a fascination of mine, but does not translate to an attempt to literally poison anyone, and where the desire to poison exists, to merely express frustration and a desire to see the rulers of the world off themselves.
There is a poem in which a woman is poisoned. It is misogynist-seeming, and this is not really the message I want to convey. Sometimes as artists who find ourselves positioned against society, we write things that are designed to shock and scare potential enemies away. This was the intent here. It was a way of saying: "Stay Away From Me!" It was intended to frighten, in the same way that musicians involved in small-time crime often make it seem as if they are mass murderers with their lyrics, when in fact they are not quite that dangerous.
There are some poems in
Poems about Pharmakon and Thanatosis that would be described by many as "problematic". For instance, the poem where black-robed figures rape a 12-year-old in a cult setting was written before the QAnon furor with conspiracy theories about pedophilia and such, and this could easily complicate things in my life. It was written as satire of the Satanic Panic in the 80's mostly and "Illuminati" paranoia. I see these things have returned in force, so I will say that I do not advocate for the acceptance of pedophilia in any form, have never engaged in pedophilia, and I do not suggest that anyone do so. Likewise, an essay on this site quotes Allen Ginsberg, who once advocated for NAMBLA. I do not endorse his views on pederasty, despite having paraphrased him briefly on a different topic. Indeed, in my life, I was once unsuccessfully groomed by someone whom I strongly suspect was attempting pederasty, and whom I was fortunate enough to resist and not be raped by, which leads me to the chapbook
Malediction.
Malediction is a spiritual attack on Christianity, and I'm not sorry for it. Indeed, it describes a fantasy of seeing pedophile priests being tortured by demons. For moral reasons? Nah, I'm just picking a fight, and a big one at that. It is shockingly anti-Christian in nature, featuring poems where the court of God is an orgy and such, pastors engage in sex in graphic detail with teenage boys, and other transgressive imagery. In the end, it's an attempt to show that Christianity is rooted in repressed homosexuality, pederasty, and sadomasochism, and to use poetry to attack this religion, which I feel scarred by and which I would like to see go away.
Much creativity comes from the human shadow, but that does not mean that one acts on what the shadow creates. Please separate what it means to write about an act, and to commit an act in real life. Poetry is an act in and of itself, but to write about murder, poison, and pedophilia does not equate to doing such things.
I will continue to write as I please.