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Adrian Bogdal Poem
Idiocracy Final Cut
You think you are smart.
You think you are clever.
Because you have monopolised our society.
And buried the treasure.
Cole’s Myer and Woolworths own half of Australia.
Another prime minister another ing failure.
another freight train about to derail.
Another system built to fail
Imagination is our only weapon in the war against reality.
I prefer to practice the art of mindfulness and meditation.
On my quest to regain my sanity
instead of taking a fist full of antipsychotic dog medication.
Planet Earth has being contaminated, consumed,
by
consumerism,corruption,coercion,religion,racism,
violence,discrimination division and war.
I was born to snap your neck as I rock this world to its core.
The words on this page were written for all to see as
Did I find music?
Or did Music find me?
Written by Adrian Bogdal 18/12/2024
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Dual Rainbows ?? across my skies
A demon screams an angels cries.
Satans soldiers have surrounded the kingdom in the sky.
A spirit is eternal. A spirit can never die
I frequently tune into the universal frequency.
My Eyes closed my mind open I can see things no one else can comprehend or see i am Astro traveling into alternate realms and dimensions to escape my distorted reality.
I now know the worth of my own existence
I now know why I am here.
I won’t stop believing until i stop
Breathing.
I will never give up.
I will never quit.
I will never give in.
Reincarnated, Reimagined,re written, re wired,reinvented, redesigned.
I have worked hard to understand the inner workings of my own mind.
You will never see inside of me you will never hear the voices inside my head.
You keep on walking with the living
I’ll keep on walking with the dead
Written by Adrian Bogdal 18/4/2025
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Broken Society
I identify as a spiritual entity an unknown identity blending into the background of a backwards society.
I am a universal being lurking in the shadows I am often heard yet never seen.
You will never see inside of me
The noose is tightening around my neck I am struggling to breathe.
When was this world taken over by a bunch of
corrupt, cowards, criminals, traitors, liars and thieves
We all live inside a fabricated existence weaved inside a web full of lies
How can 1 truely live.
If 1 believes he can never die
The stars across my sky’s have being etched into my eyes
I have lived 1000 lives
I have died 1000 times.
I am a universal soldier
I am the enforcer.
Society is nothing more than a heard of sheep being led to slaughter.
The monsters of the deep hidden in the depths of the holly waters.
I have an no tolerance for
Ignorance, Arrogance negligence, violence or incompetence.
Vampires drinking the blood of the innocent out of the holly grail
We are a freight about to derail
We are all products of a system that was built to fail.
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Adrian Bogdal 28/9/2025
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Broken Society
I identify as a spiritual entity an unknown identity blending into the background of a backwards society.
I am a universal being lurking in the shadows I am often heard yet never seen.
You will never see inside of me
The noose is tightening around my neck I am struggling to breathe.
When was this world taken over by a bunch of
corrupt, cowards, criminals, traitors, liars and thieves
We all live inside a fabricated existence weaved inside a web full of lies
How can 1 truely live.
If 1 believes he can never die
The stars across my sky’s have being etched into my eyes
I have lived 1000 lives
I have died 1000 times.
I am a universal soldier
I am the enforcer.
Society is nothing more than a heard of sheep being led to slaughter.
The monsters of the deep hidden in the depths of the holly waters.
I have an no tolerance for
Ignorance, Arrogance negligence, violence or incompetence.
Vampires drinking the blood of the innocent out of the holly grail
We are a freight about to derail
We are all products of a system that was built to fail.
Written by
Adrian Bogdal 28/9/2025
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Greatness Arising
From the ashes greatness shall arise
I am the cold hard truth buried beneath your darkest secrets.
Your bull.
Your drama
Your nonsense
Your karma
your lies.
You will never break me no matter how hard you try.
I am connected to the universe
The stars above me
etched into my eyes
I am a Magical
Mythical
Mystical
Mythological creature.
I am a Bi Polar soldier
Living with a mental disorder.
Out of time.
Out of touch.
Out of date.
Out of reach.
Out of order.
Written by Adrian Bogdal 10/11/2025
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Biblical Insanity
You might of said you might of seen .
It doesn’t mean to me.
You think you know it all.
You don’t know jack about me.
I will go down in history or i will go down in flames.
Misdirected ill advised misdiagnosed ,Labeled, numbered, restrained
left to rot Inside a pitch black, ice cold padded cell.
I will never be who you want to be.
I am product of the system you created.
My hopes and dreams incinerated.
Arrested ,labeled, numbered, sentenced, incarcerated.
I cannot help what I be
I have seen and witnessed things no Man Woman or child should ever have to see.
I have met my maker only to find out it is me.
Only with closed eyes can one truly see.
I am the only who can truly judge me.
I am the joker remaining hidden amongst the deck of playing cards.
I refuse to be a member of a society run by muppets, puppets, pedophiles and retards
stolen generations forever scarred by the hand of fate.
Religion = violence
Abuse = silence
God = hate
Praying to a mythological creature that will never pray for you.
Worshiping false idols
Worshipping false hope
Greed is a virus a disease in itself we have lost our way in the process we have lost ourselves
The Angels wings are broken, burnt and charred no gods or masters here
Only the very thing you fear the most
I will devour your tainted soul
and inhale your ghost.
for the crimes you committed against humanity.
Is this the age of hell?
Or biblical insanity?
Written by Adrian Bogdal 4/10/2025i
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Black dog
I enjoy my own company more than most
I am far from normal.
I am at peace with the paranormal.
I sit in the darkness talking to ghosts.
I am the voice inside your head,
talking you into contemplating jumping off the ledge.
I am the pistol pressed against your temple .
I am the rope around your neck.
I am you crawling through broken glass on 2 broken knees.
I am your fear, I am your truth, i am your trauma.
I am your illness.
I am your disease.
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Take it all Back
Cracking skulls, padded cells.
Sedated assaulted, belittled and betrayed.
I feel like I’ve been to hell and back.
My heart forever black and stained
I want the world to suffer
I want the world to feel my pain.
I am a product of your system.
I am the definition of the word insane.
it’s in my blood.
it’s in my heart.
it’s in my bones.
It took all my might to retrieve the sword from stone
I got my finger on the trigger
I have a bullet with your name.
you are my tormentor, you are my trauma, you are misery my pain.
You make my blood boil drive me insane.
You are a crusty stain stuck to the back of the bowl.
I am the reaper I have come for your tainted souls
I am an individual.
I am one of a kind.
Re constructed Reimagined, reinvented, redefined
The stars across my skies have realigned
I will take back what you gave stollen from us.
Not because I want to because I must
The powers that be want a world divided.
They want the world living in constant fear of brutality, violence, bloodshed, conflict and war
You are living in the dark ages mother ers it’s 2024
I am your sight.
I am your senses.
I am light.
I am sound.
prepare for a riot
As i stand defiant.
I am behemoth
I am a ing giant.
I am a private army.
I am tsunami.
I am tornado,
I am a hurricane.
I am a kamikaze plane on a collision course falling out of the sky.
I will sacrifice myself to take you all to hell
we all have to die
If you cross my line there is no turning back.
All I see is red
All you see is black
Written by Adrian Bogdal
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