The Ayes Have It (But She Don't) Everybody knows the bill is dead Everybody knows the Senate’s red Everybody knows the deal is done The major parties had their fun The crossbench bargains were all just show The whips have cracked, the whistle’s blowed That’s how it goes And Hanson always votes no. Everybody knows the bells are ringing Everybody knows the mud they’re slinging Everybody knows the clerk can’t count With all the grievances they mount Everybody knows that the motion’s lost Everybody knows what the lobby cost The Ayes go high, the chamber’s low And Hanson always votes no. And everybody knows that it’s now or never Everybody knows that it’s gonna take forever Everybody knows that the act is rotten Old amendments best forgotten Everybody knows the tellers move With nothing left for them to prove The red room puts on quite a show But Hanson always votes no. Everybody knows the maiden speech The lessons that she tried to teach About the fish and about the chips And the tig...
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JJFBbennett Artist Statement
JJFBbennett is a digital platform that showcases an artist's journey through creativity, innovation, and personal exploration. It is a journey in which we can all participate.
JJFBbennett's art is an odyssey from the tangible world of studio art into the boundless universe of digital and virtual spaces. Under the handle JJFBbennett, the artist explores the intersections between technology, ancient architecture, and spiritual aspirations, creating a hive-like, translucent metaverse that branches into various technological dimensions.
JJFBbennett's work begins in physical spaces, capturing the essence of night, sleep, mood, emotion, and consciousness through series like "This Branch." JJFBbennett delves into the transformative power of darkness and light, using it as a metaphor for creativity and introspection. From there, the real transitions into the digital, where the art evolves into something more interactive, like in "JJFBbennett X Verse," where the envisioned art is not just an object to be observed but an environment to be experienced.
JJFB Bennett's creations are a product of inspiration and deep contemplation. They are influenced by various sources, from poetry about human conditions to vignettes reflecting on societal interactions with technology. This process involves deeply contemplating how art can exist and affect a virtual landscape, questioning the traditional boundaries of art and its reception.
Each digital work invites the viewer to join this discovery journey, where art transcends the image and becomes an immersive experience, influenced by ancient wisdom yet propelled by the digital age. The work is not just seen; it is felt, interacted with, and lived through, aiming to connect on a visceral level, offering them space to consider their existence within an artistic narrative.
You can support and engage with JJFBbennett's artwork through various platforms or acquire unique pieces through his NFT profile. Each piece promises a story, a connection, and a piece of a larger, ever-evolving verse. JJFBbennett's artwork has broken through from postmodernism into metahumanism.
Discover how JJFBbennett transcends the traditional boundaries of art, creating a metahumanist metaverse that invites you to interact and explore.
Take advantage of this unique artistic odyssey! Hit that play button and immerse yourself in the world with JJFBbennett.
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Scene 1 In the cradle of copper veins, where the first byte flickered like a eucalyptus firefly against the millennial dusk of 2000, threads uncoiled—raw and unbidden, a post-punk snarl weaving through the static hum of dial-up dreams. Imagine the snare drum's ghost-crack echoing off Uluru's red flanks , not as a conquest but as a lover's bruise, blooming violet under star-pricked skin. Here, rebellion wasn't a fist raised in Canberra's marbled halls but a glitch in the grid . A Laughing Clowns howl warping the airwaves, sonic annotation—jagged guitar riffs splintering into didgeridoo drones , fading to the hiss of cooling circuits. The wire remembers: a young voice, pixels pulsing with the fury of forgotten tapes, cassette ribbons unravelling like the Murray-Darling 's parched secrets, whispering of bans that bind not bodies but bytes, burqas woven into neural lace, veils pleading for the light they obscure. Be Creative and Innovative with Knowledge Jo...
Chrysalis This isn’t a tomb It’s a chrysalis . We aren’t being buried We’re being rewritten. Be Creative and Innovative with Knowledge John Bennett - AKA JJFBbennett , is an independent artist. You can view and subscribe to my work via Blogger , YouTube , Flicker , Facebook , Instagram and Deviant Art . Subscribe to JJFBbennett's private FB hub: https://www.facebook.com/share/g/18ythpSXPZ/ You can subscribe to my music via YouTube Music , Spotify , iTunes, Apple Music and Soundcloud To support my art, feel free to donate via JJFBbennett through PayPal If you want to acquire JJFB's art creations as an NFT - John's Opensea NFT profile is https://opensea.io/JJFBbennett Copyright This artwork is protected by U.S. and International copyright laws . Distribution and/or modification of the artwork without the written permission of the sponsor is prohibited.
The Metallic Bloom "It starts on the back of my tongue. A cold, sharp tang of copper... like biting down on a gun barrel. Then... it detonates. It’s not a scream—it’s a jagged, violent bloom tearing through my throat. Shards of silver... iron... and rust. I am no longer a man... just a dark silhouette exploding into shrapnel. The panic is absolute." The Metallic Bloom video-poem It starts on the back of my tongue. A cold, sharp tang of copper— Like biting down on a gun barrel. Then… It detonates. It isn’t a scream. It’s a jagged, violent bloom Tearing through my throat. Shards of silver. Iron. Rust. I am no longer a man— Just a dark silhouette Xxploding into shrapnel. My body isn’t mine anymore. My voice isn’t mine anymore. The panic is absolute. Be Creative and Innovative with Knowledge John Bennett - AKA JJFBbennett , is an independent artist. You can view and subscribe to my work via Blogger , YouTube , Flicker , Facebook , Instagram and Deviant Art ....
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