POULTRY LAD

I make music that is good for you, mentally and physically. Mentally because it's like really good for your ears to listen to and you brain to percieve, and really good for you physically cuz you dance to the music cuz it gets you up and boogieing and doing something with your arm and that's good excersise, yeah not as ard and fuckin sick as benchpress or like deadlifting non-stop the whole time you're at the gym, the minute you approach them dumbbells it's like me against the world pal, seriously I get jacked when I go to the gym, cuz all I do is deadlifting and benchpressing and drinking my protien shake and getting fuckin RIPPED. Fuck reps. just UGH UGH UGH UGH!!! one after the other UGH UGH UGH UGHHH!!!! just like non-stop cuz I'm crazy like that, I drink Monster

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26/01/2026:

The world is just all the same stuff, like I was watching TV and everthing is just like, grass and trees, cement and buildings, machines and animals, like it's getting a bit samey, can we just change it up a bit like I dunno, I just keep thinking like, "ah maybe I'll get into like golf or something" and it's just fucking grass and I'm just so bored of grass, like can't we switch it up and invent this new sort of thing to have everywhere, like I dunno maybe a thing you can play with when your bored which what I've realised is everything until you're bored of that, it's this constant "this is shit, this is amazing" and I reckon that's just the life experience or at least for me maybe, IDK each to their own as they say in the trade. But nah seriously, just switch up the formula like, how about like instead of grass we have like a bunch of not pavements, but like something different....I dunno, maybe like not sand but something that's like....oh, it's all been fucking done before. Maybe I'll just get my eyes changed so I can see colours different and it'll maybe make life more cool and instead of playing chess I can play Mouse Trap but on my own cuz it's just fuckin class seeing that thing come down

I am going to roll a cigarette and smoke it until I finish it, like all the way down to the filter I ain't wasting no fuckin baccy TF my G, man's not made of wonga. It's getting late but my mind is a-racing and I need to EJACULATE WORDS OUT OF MY BRAIN VIA USING MY BRAIN TO OPERATE MY FINGERS TO TAP THE KEYS TO MAKE THE WORDS COME UP ON SCREEN and sorry I realised that CAPS LOCK MIGHT LOOK A BIT AGGRESSIVE LOL SORRY. ANYWAY I REALLY NEED A SHIT AND A PISS LIKE I'M LITERALLY GOING TO FUCKING SHIT MYSELF SOON BUT I NEED TO ROLL A CIGGY FIRST CUZ I NEED A FAG, AND I REFUSE oh shit sorry, caps lock was on again, anyway, I refuse to smoke it on the toilet so I gotta smoke it first, I better not shit myself now

This is like basically a blog, I dunno how daily it's gonna be but like you can read it and look at it with your eyes and then your brain says "AH I KNOW WHAT THAT WORD IS, OH AND THAT ONE TOO, I UNDERSTAND THIS WHOLE SENTENCE REALLY FAST BECAUSE I AM THE BRAIN AND I AM FAST" well done for you fast brain, you better not give up on me now otherwise we're gonna have problems problems like me bashing my head on the wall to get you to just like shut up and stop existing for a bit, by the way don't worry about me I've got it all under control. I eat spaghetti, nah not really, well sort of yeah I have it sometimes but like not all the time, not enough for me to be all like "Oh, I eat spaghetti" cuz that suggests it's like I'm eating spaghetti on the regular, which I don't really, I just have it every now and again. So it's not really fair to say that I eat spaghetti, I can say that I CAN eat spaghetti or that I HAVE eaten spaghetti but I don't eat it like I eat drink a lucozade or eat a wham bar every day, it's like yeah I do eat a wham bar every day and drink a lucozade every day, so I can say "Oh, I drink lucozade and eat wham bars" but yeah, you get what I'm on about.

So this is my diary basically and I dunno why it's like so hard to write, like I dunno what did I do today. I moved things around, I saw some people, I did a little dance when nobody was looking, like it gave me so much joy to do but GOD WOULD IT BE EMBARASSING IF ANYBODY SAY ME!!!! omg like seriously that would be CUH-RIIINGE! I'd be on the floor, I would scream omg I'd literally scream if anyone saw me do my little dance like deadass. ANYWAY BRB I NEED A SHIT AGAIN! Oh my god, I wish I was better and going to the gym, like I'm really good at being in the gym but just really shit as going, if you know what I mean, like if you catch my drift? But yeah I can do like, probably while I'm there like probably not exaggerating over 1000 up and down movements with my arm and because I DRANK MY PROTEIN SHAKE I GOT BIG MUSCLES REALLY QUICK

Oh yeah, I should probably add the time on these as well so I'm writing this at I mean, I dunno how long ago I started but it's currently 23:33 which is like a pretty decent time if you ask me, like not to sound funny or nothing but like you know what I mean, it's like how is there even 23 hours yet it's called like 11 a clock, like what the fuck that makes no sense and this is why I'm getting big yeah, to fucking DECK the person who invented time, time isn't even real bro, ah bro did you know that like time is like way older that two thousand and twenty five years old, like even before jesus there was caveman, so like it's been going for fucking ages so how did they know what time was, they didn't cuz they didn't give a fuck until they wanted to like make everything seem all big and smart and it's like bro I am smart asf but how is that gonna help when we like why can't we just go back to being a monkey of some shit, just walking around and swinging in trees and eating a banana all the time, like I wish I was that. Not a human being who has to like write the title and the date and pretend like this whole "OH I'M SMART, I KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS AND WHAT YEAR SOMETHING HAPPENED" FUCK OFF!!! JUST FUCK OFF YOU FUCKING CUUUNT!!!! I want to be mashing mud together until I just build a massive wall and then jsut like build even more mud wall and then like eventually CUZ I DIDN'T HAVE TO WASTE MY FUCKING TIME CLEANING TOILETS AND DOING OTHER BORING SYSTEM HUMAN CEREBRAL SHIT LIKE RAPPING, I would have all the "TIME!!!" in the world to just keep building this mud until it turns into walls and I haven't even come up with a name for walls yet, I've just decided to call it whatever it looks like, PAN...I'll call a wall a pan and when I eventually or someone else invents the pan I'll call it SILTER cuz it looks more like a silter than a pan and wall should be the word for a dog

So far in my head, my mud wall is build mostly and now I have to stick things on it, like things on the floor, bits of twigs and rocks and just make it more sturdy and got armour to like make sure it doesn't fall down, just brick by brick until i make a big house made of mud that I live in and don't watch TV cuz it hasn't come out yet so I literally just go there to just sleep or hang out for a bit and maybe. And yeah, there's no such thing as bedtime so I just go to mud house when the sun goes down and I'M FUCKING FREEZING so what do I wear? Also my cock and balls are out and I sort of don't want anyone or some crazy dog to come and rip it off, so I'm gonna kill this big massive animal I found, rip it's fur off and wear it...doesn't sound fucked up at all does it? Well, it's pretty fucked up so I think in my caveman years I will just learn to adapt or find an alternative, I mean animals are born without clothes and don't put them on, we only do cause "ah, it's cold, we don't have fur" yeah nah, animals get cold, they just fuckin deal with it, 1...2, if we were meant to die quicly because we are too cold to live on this earth and we call ourselves evolved and shit, than I reckon we were meant to die pretty early on and we're just pondering about our adult lives making up businesses and ideas to fill in the void of the discovery that once was, so I think I'm gonna get a load of leaves and stitch them together and make some leaf costume, or discover fire maybe...so I'm probably just mucking about and I find two twigs and I know at this point probably that if you rub a willy long and fast enough something crazy and white happens, well I reckon if I rub these sticks together I'll get something similar and then WOAH WHAT ON EARTH IS THIS? then I touched it cause like what if it's something amazing and it sort of hurt but not that much cuz I'm ard, but still enough to not know how to do it again. Then I know how to be warm, even though that was like full on fucking effort and it went out really quickly so maybe if the stick make that fire I could get more sticks and put them on top of each other and be warm. Right, time to eat some thing cause I'm hungry, at this point I've tried mud which I didn't like and bits of twigs that were alright, grass is fine...but WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS, AN APPLE? I dunno if apples came out in the caveman years, probably not...anyway, I'm a caveman so that thing about being cold yeah they used to be hairier to the clothes is like an evolution thing in the sense that humans grew out of hair, when did WHAT THE FUCK?!!?!? Ok, we haven't gotten there yet, anyway a tiger comes and kills me.

01/02/2026

The scariest censorship these days doesn't say "no, you can't say that", It just quietly makes you irrelevant. If you're appealing to a crowd that only wants a few of the same ideas thrown around such as sex, love, dancing, and heartbreak, then the real censorship today is information that is obscured as it is deemed unusual to what people think art should be, a standard that has been set for them by Hollywood and the likes of it.

It becomes obscure by virtue of the dominating platforms proverbially yelling the loudest and telling you what you want, instead of just making your own mind up. The most accessible platforms that the majority of people engage with will try to spoon-feed you, and because it's the easier option, it's the one most people choose instead of seeking out more information from different sources, coming to their own conclusion through logic and reading between the lines. Most people don't want to do, yet they still engage with the easist option instead of just opting-out entirely or geniunely being interested and doing their own sleuthing instead of just taking the word of a particular source that fits your criteria of aesthetics and aligns with the personality they've made for you.

This is about information in general, but can apply to anywhere. Music, for instance...

People deep down might find themselves bored of the music they hear, but opting-out of something they've invested so much time in probably feels like a massive betrayal of their identity and the time they've invested in listening to it, and while their brain may be whispering to them "this is actually kinda rubbish.", they ignore it because they don't think music can "go further" than their favourites or be more sincere than the ones they already deemed to be, and if they hear something that does, instead of curiousity and digging their teeth in, if something is too outside of what they know as "PROPER" music, then it's quickly dismissed...if it requires attention or "isn't danceable" then it's enough for them to think "Why waste my time with this, I've already wasted my time with all the other crap I've established I like, so I'll keep living in that denial of discontent"

If it's home-made, lofi (but not in a fucking trendy way, which is just playing into nostalgia lol), or doesn't include all the same sounds they're used to hearing (Mostly down to production standards, it can be the same instruments, but different sounds), then it's not GOOD ENOUGH, but the stuff that is GOOD ENOUGH is fuckin' boring, like me right now, I'm boring to listen to/read and I'm fucking bored and am doing to watch reaction videos of people crying to sad scenes in movies to make myself cry...

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