Usman-Smith
usmansmith.bsky.social
Usman-Smith
@usmansmith.bsky.social
Now enjoying Malta sun & sea.
A life behind me of curious change and interesting people.
From Mancunia and yet travelling in both time & space here.
Join me for the craic & childlike adulting.
Gird tha' loins fer trek up north through gap
Wights shuffle int layby ta' grip tha unwary
Dinna stray far from tha chariot, look fer a trap
Check wells n inns poisoned by tha' killer fairy
Magics in tha air wi snow
Be careful how ye go
Tha wall past Leeds
Where evil deeds
Are etched in every stone
February 1, 2026 at 10:35 AM
A little battered, a little older, a little wiser.
More steps along that yellow brick road to spring!
Time.
A construct.
We agree to believe in it so our lives have order & meaning.
Biological clocks V mechanical clocks, the temporal revolution?
A season temple next door
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February 1, 2026 at 8:10 AM
Watched it with friends some years ago.
Even now when we meet up we talk about it like we are PTSD survivors.
Harrowing & brilliant.
February 1, 2026 at 6:58 AM
Steven Lockjaw anyone?
One battle after another casting....
February 1, 2026 at 3:49 AM
The camp guards?
Tomorrow's defendants.
Today they have power & hide behind orders.
Der Fuhrer is not immortal or even likely to live much longer as he hits a sickly 80.
There will be truly terrible stories emerging after the funeral & during the crippling court awards of damages to victims.
TokTok.
February 1, 2026 at 3:36 AM
We are thousands of miles & years
From what they lived & knew
or so it seems
Parents & grandparents the gap widens
Lost in today
minds moving too slow
too many gaps
forgotten things
& people
to feel lost & alone
a ward
a room
of strangers kindness
to shuffle off
this mortal coil
to stay is impolite
January 31, 2026 at 9:42 PM
They were hewn from rock n soul
Giants in a generation of stooped shoulders
Worn down by life
Banks, cars, mortgages meant nowt
Cash pay packets or sell tha crop
Everyone knew everyone in tha shop
Tha pub was tha centre
Church n work tha edges
Family was tha heart
Hard fists n rules
Another country
January 31, 2026 at 9:23 PM
Join the military.
Take an oath.
But to some future president with a personal mission?
No.
To the country & all those who live in it to make it worth fighting for.
So, where are we now?
The most advanced military the world has ever seen as mercenaries & pirates.
A short step to junta.
Already taken.
January 31, 2026 at 2:49 PM
The great experiment?
No more kings?
It's dead & buried under the weight of things
The triumph of marketing
The fetishism of commodities
Your souls weighed & found too light to matter
In Dark & shallow America
Under the neon god you made
the one to whom you prayed
For deliverance from boredom.
Amen.
January 31, 2026 at 2:37 PM
The sins the thing,
to catch the weakness of the king
Shakespeare oft put
Richards, an easy butt
The joke take honour from me & my life is done.
Henry featured therefore ill uncrown him, it won't be long.
John lived a Mad world, Mad Kings, Mad composition.
I think the king is but a man, as am I.
January 31, 2026 at 2:33 PM
In my winter football match days I bought Greggs pasties to hold in my hands to stay warm.
Never ate them.
Once that thermonuclear feature faded, rather like a half life, they were binned.
Terrible admission.
Yet also heart warming.
I know there are high tech gel alternatives but that baked smell!
January 31, 2026 at 2:25 PM
Americas military has been built to be unstoppable.
Weapons technology is astonishing.
But war by remote?
Very different to mud & sand sacrifices he demands.
He cannot hide those bodies.
Also war on multiple fronts is draining.
Occupation?
A logistics war.
Weapons can't help.
Expect failure.
Again.
January 31, 2026 at 2:20 PM
Belief because it's the right path, not because it's the path to Rich's in the afterlife or away from eternal damnation.
It's not a transaction!
January 31, 2026 at 12:15 PM
Stairway to Heavens bookshop...
January 31, 2026 at 9:38 AM
Nectar o tha' gods, put hairs on tha' clogs lad....
January 31, 2026 at 7:29 AM
Cut out the cancer that's infected them all.
Money built up the power they share over decades.
The embracing of evil is a cancer that has rotted away the heart of democracy.
There is no cure for such an aggressive disease.
Cut it out.
Prosecute them all.
Now.
Money will protect them.
Purge them all!
January 31, 2026 at 2:29 AM
Truth Anti-Social.
A generation of politicians that need purging.
Every stink bursting from that swamp he is King of needs to be revealed.
He claimed to drain the swamp.
His followers voted for the king swamp rat.
They still cannot see the evil he represents.
An evil they all are tainted by.
Trials!
January 31, 2026 at 2:25 AM
Tha pie wrapped in newspaper
Tha' Scrooge reviews page
A triumph o music n acting this year
An now Dinsdale pies tha' rage
Replaced trip n chips at top
O chart o takeaway wall shop
Tha face on crusts iconic
Autographed collected by tha public
Reece Dinsdale supper treat
Served on every street
Gravy?
January 31, 2026 at 2:18 AM
R-R-R-Reet lad n so I do
A homage ta you
Fer reminding me
what will be will B-B-B-Be
Daan pot head chippy ginnel
January 31, 2026 at 2:08 AM
Nowt is useless my friend
Balby daan by canal bend
Afore GPS ta send
Delivery bike ta lend
Some class ta Friday night
Treat takeaway as ya bite
Dentures tested by Arkwright
Shitter tested next morning
As knocker up can ring
A reminder ta bring
Toilet newspaper ta privy
January 31, 2026 at 12:13 AM
Aye lass, a drop o gravy
Splashed on't Pie n chips
January 31, 2026 at 12:01 AM
Terribly sad, she never stopped creating.
January 30, 2026 at 9:00 PM
Dreadful loss, her early work was wonderful, Schitts Creek showed her relevance still.
Too soon.
January 30, 2026 at 8:59 PM
Catastrophic Atmospheric vibe, god was a DJ but Puss in Cans still is.
January 30, 2026 at 8:56 PM