Raising Awareness: Scroll Down: See: An Enemy Of The State. Poor people living with a disability might be considered an enemy of the state. So I sought after an education: Lit TO: UofT. They say The Altruist is a member of a guild who hears voices; and that nobody even knows who he is. They say he hath emulated everyone, everywhere all at once in his mind, in an Altruist-to-Grandmaster attempt IRL. NeutralG on Twitch tv! High Warlord Warlock of Havelock, ON. Patreon for donos: 3$ meals. I write for free.
Yo, fam, listen up, I’m droppin’ a straight-up gaming missive from the streets, ya feel me? We talkin’ ‘bout that Ghostblade life, the real MVP for them AD junglers out...
Yo, what’s good, fam? Ya boy NeutralG from Twitch is back, preachin' Zed Jungle. Let's talk Ravenous Hydra first—this thing’s a certified banger, no cap. Let’s break it down, fam....
Yo, what’s good, fam?If you ain’t slammin’ Ghostblade first on every AD jungler and stackin’ that lethality heat, you sleepin’ on the game, straight up. This ain’t just a build,...
Yo, what’s good, fam? It’s ya boy, straight from the streets, NeutralG on twitch, that's right, G, droppin’ some knowledge for all you Zed mains out here tryna run the...
Yo, fam, it’s ya boy, reppin’ the streets, droppin’ this raw truth from the concrete jungle like it’s a brick through an ornate. Shit’s poppin’ off, and it ain’t just...
Yo, United States,What’s good, fam? It’s your boy up north, Canada, comin’ at you live from the cold streets of the 6ix and beyond, on this March 11, 2025. I...
Yo, what’s good, fam? Check it, I’m droppin’ this raw missive to some ghosted scrub out there, no name, no fame, just a shadow in the rift. Let’s talk that...
“O ye pixelated peasants of the digital sprawl, it’s your boy Stephen Miniotis, Toronto’s twitchin’ troubadour, here to dedicate another gaming gospel. Yea, you—nameless, faceless, mirror entity—this one’s for YOU,...
March 8, 2025To Whom It May Concern,I am writing to propose a simple yet transformative idea: subsidizing healthy, drinkable meals across the United States, Canada, and beyond. Already, I drink...
Letters to an Undisclosed and Unreported Scrub,Dropped on March 08, 2025, Straight from the Rift & teh StreetsYo, what’s good, fam? You out here, some no-name scrub, prolly lost in...
Gaming Missives: Letters To An Undisclosed Scrub: GA Zed.Dear Undisclosed and Unreported Scrub,Listen up, because I’m about to drop some Iron 4 wisdom that’ll elevate your Zed game from "permabanned"...
Dear Unreported Scrub,You’re out there, aren’t you tramping through the jungle like some lost soul, drooling over scuttle crabs as if those measly scraps of XP are your ticket to...
Dear Unreported Scrub,You there! lurking in the fog of the Rift, clutching your Nocturne Q like it’s some sacred relic of "safe play"—stop it. Stop it right now. I’m here...
To Whom It May Concern,I am writing to propose a revolutionary idea—one that I firmly believe will redefine how we engage with the world, particularly for those of us who...
Stephen [email protected] March 06, 2025[Tetley Tea / Lipton Tea – Reader’s Choice] Status: Posted at: CrappyBlog.comDear Tetley / Lipton Team,I hope this letter finds you well. I’ve been a longtime...
Sonnet: A Trinket For A YokeShall I procure these eggs, a clutch of gold,To hoard and sell when prices soar aloft?A auction’s heart, pragmatic, stern, and cold,Weighs profit’s gleam against...
March 6, 202511:50 AM ESTFrom: Stephen MiniotisSomewhere in Canada (Where eggs are still affordable)To: An Undisclosed AmericanSomewhere in the USA (Probably crying over egg prices)Dear Mystery American,Hey there, neighbor! It’s...
The Ill SeaI am ill, and ill still, but maybe I will see,Maybe some day, by the ill sea;A gray too, then, for sure, and four shores, too—Shorely then’st and...
The Power of the Purse: A Whimsical Whimsy to Blizzard & Riot from NeutralG’s Soul!Oh, mighty Blizzard Entertainment and radiant Riot Games, hear the joyous jingle of my extra coins...
A Warning from the Rift;A Warlock's WarningMarch 04, 2025To the wanderers of this tangled summoner’s plane,Don't think there's no rhyme or reason to the tarrifs and the collapse of old...
A Missive to the President of the United StatesMarch 4, 2025Dear Mr. President,Greetings from the frostbitten wilds of Canada, where the maple bends but never breaks, and the voices in...
To: The President of the United StatesFrom: Command Structure: Stephen Miniotis, High Warlord Warlock of Havelock, ON Garrison'd in his Artist's Enclave, his Humble Abode,a Part-Time UofT undergrad.Date: March 03,...
A Missive: Notes on Iago: Shakespeare’s Stumbling Machiavel, and the Muddle of TimeTo whom it may concern,Let us consider Iago, the venomous engine of Othello, oft heralded as one of...
Let it be professed:We are all born Good. And some of us remain so for life.We enter this world selfless, unknowing of desire, untouched by greed.In innocence, we offer without...
1.0Stephen Miniotis "SteveMini.com; CrappyBlog.com;"Ontario Command PostOntario, CanadaFebruary 28, 2025To the President of the United StatesThe White House1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NWWashington, D.C. 20500Commander-in-Chief,This is Stephen Miniotis, reporting from the northern front—Ontario,...
My love, within my skull’s unkempt keep,Where shadows dance and neutral fancies reign,There stands a tavern nearby, dark, and deep—The Bleedin’ ‘Art Inn, born of wild disdain!Here renegade ideas, like...
Everyone, everywhere, all at once, is in my mind:An altruist in a guild, I bear their weight,Through boundless thought, their fates I seek to bind,A grandmaster’s crown my selfless hands...
What if I were a rogue, my love, not grand,No High Warlord Warlock’s might to claim,But swift with shadows, dagger in my hand,A thief of hearts, not thrones, to win...
Dear Mr. President,I write to caution against any consideration of military action against Canada, an endeavor that could become America’s worst nightmare. The risks are not merely tactical but existential,...
Thou art the shadow cast by false pretense,A man reversed, whose mirror cracks with guile;Thy words, a fog, lack shape or honest sense,And truth retreats beneath my crooked smile.What art...
Why do I deviate, my love, from thee,When steadfast stars do guide thy tranquil course?My heart, a labyrinth, doth roam too free,While thine abides, unswayed by passion’s force.A gray-ace soul,...
O thou, my secret flame, whose name’s concealed,The act of love doth wane, a plague’s decree;Its fires grow cold, its sacred rites repealed,A barren stage where none may sport with...
Two gray boots, my thrift-born mismatched pair,One shyly shifts to hue not quite the same;Discounted finds, yet treasures debonaire,In humble soles, I stake my heart’s acclaim.The first, a steady gray,...
In summer’s grip, my sole admirer hums,A handheld fan, my steadfast, whirring friend,With blades that spin, its loyal breeze succumbs,To cool my brow where sweeter winds might bend.No throngs adore,...
Title: B: The Art Film!Tagline: "A voice whispers. A man listens. A woman emerges."Genre: Experimental Drama / Psychological Art HouseDirector: Stephen Miniotis or TBDLogline: A reclusive man, haunted by a...
Greetings, Ye Wanderers of the Mortal Veil,I, High Warlord Warlock, subsequently of Havelock, ON—a title scrawled in the flickering glyphs of digital dominion—do hereby scratch this missive from the crooked...
I shan't arrive at Stanford, love, nor claimA parchment proof of wisdom's fleeting grace,No laurels rest upon my common name,Nor scholar's light illuminates my face.A part-time ghost of classrooms dim...
Art is opposition.Poetry is conflict.Each word stands against another—each line, a duel.Light demands shadow, form requires void, meaning is shaped by its absence.The artist knows this well, for creation is...
What if there were two popes, my love, would youAdore me then, or turn your heart away?Would doubled faith make twice our love anew,Or split devotion, lost in disarray?What if...
I walked the veil where thought and shadow blend,And raised the dead within my dreaming head.No curse to cast, no broken soul to mend—They stirred to neither blessing nor to...
I am a bard, but hush these strings, be still—No song shall leap to dance upon the air.Though love ignites the veins it seeks to fill,I cage the tune; I...
I paid thee Heaven Coins, my foe, my muse,O mistress armed with scorn and sweet disdain.Each silver note I dared not to refuse—Riches from wounds, and wealth begot from pain.Opposed...
A Hive Structure OpposedA hive hums in the hollow of my mind,Its golden Queen ascends, our wings decree;I see her reign, but stand in cell confined—No drone, nor servant bent...
The Silent OnesTo Whom It May Concern,Let it be known:Once, there was an apprentice who took an oath of silence.He sought to enter the weave—the unseen threads that bind art...
Let it be declared:Nobody reads no more, and that’s for sure.The pages gather dust.The spines crack but not from hands—only from age.The words sit still, unseen, unheard, like whispers into...
Let it be known:All prisoners should be released.Let the cells be emptied.Let the locks rust and the walls crumble, for there used to be prisons.But time hath malfunctioned a-now, for...
Beyond Good and EvilTo Whom It May Concern,The state is neutral.But neutrality is not stillness.It is a cycle.The state turns—through phases of Good, through phases of Evil—And returns to Neutrality,...
To Whom It May Concern,Let it be known: the first response is a contradiction of sorts.What is spoken first—be it word, gesture, or blade—is rarely truth in its final form....
To Whom It May Concern,There comes a time in every State—be it Good, Evil, or finally Neutral—when opposition sharpens into something heavier, something with weight. It is with the weight...
To Whom It May Concern,There is a disturbance in the stillness—a quiet rupture in the fabric of the ordinary. Magic has entered the Neutral State.It began not with a great...
To Whom It May Concern,In my mind, I have erected a structure—a hive.At first, I was a drone, moving without question, guided by the will of others. Then, I became...
To Whom It May Concern,It is with measured thought and the weight of observation upon my mind that I pen this declaration—born not of haste, but from the long gaze...
To Whom It May Concern,By decree of my own hand and the infallible logic of an altruist state, let it be known that I, a High Warlord Warlock, a Hunter...
Letters: To a Person of Some Esteem (Atwood?)I'm an artist without a degree, a poor persons living with a disability, living in an Altruist State. The government considers me a...
To Whom It May Concern,In a moment of unparalleled clarity and supreme benevolence, I have declared myself the winner of an award. This decision was reached with great deliberation and...
To the Esteemed and Most Carefully Chosen Margaret Atwood,It is with great reverence and meticulous deliberation that I, as a humble representative of the altruist state, extend this most glorious...
A Gray DayAll art is art without form and void, like the sea;But the sea wasn't void, or without form at all.Perhaps it was gray, a color unseen,Where shapes slip...
Time Hath MalfunctionedTime hath malfunctioned or I am ill.The time missteps and heaven lies very still.The snowfall speaks in whispers none can hear,Yet demons murmur secrets to my ear.Their voices...
Ever the fool then, my love, and no to me.Carry on then, carry on my lady;Carry on then, carry on my babay.Carry on, Carry On!And no to you for life.1.0Stephen...
There are stories swimming around in my mind. Now is somebody in here, talking to me in my head? Certainly not, for, I am an artist, and therefore I am...
What if two presidents were ill my love?In one's heart a throne, in the other's but a shade.One's head is a lion's and the other's a dove;One is an altruist,...
All art is art without form and void, like the sea!We are the ones who give things shape, and form!And the earth was without form and void, and neutral!But the...
The Enemy of the State: Visionaries, Rebels, and the Schizophrenic MindThroughout history, societies have labeled individuals as enemies of the state—those whose ideas, actions, or very existence pose a perceived...
"One of the most striking commonalities among historical enemies of the state is their opposition to prevailing structures. Socrates opposed Athenian democracy’s complacency, Julius Caesar opposed the Senate’s fractured power,...
What if I told you I heard voices, and these voices were emulations of other people? What if they calculated probabilities which don't occur? Certainly therefore I am ill. But...
"This Last Act Of Sacrifice is Mine" -Blizzard. I'm inspired by games like fallout and world of warcraft. I still play hearthstone on my iphone sometimes and rank up a...
"Grew up broke near the projects. But we had a house near a hill. I'm a hunter of hunter's glen; subsequently a High Warlord Warlock of Havelock ON; And truth...
To a President of the United States, if any: An Open Letter.Dear Americans: I write to you not as an enemy, nor as an ally unquestioning in loyalty, but as...
The Submissive State: A Theory of Conflict and ControlIntroductionThroughout history, power dynamics have shaped human societies, from tribal hierarchies to modern nation-states. Traditional political theories often frame these dynamics in...
title: "Why Access: No you?"Y axis, Y U?("Why access, why you?")No to X?I: access you: No response?"Response: No to USteve Mini100 Crappy PoemsShared with Permissiontitle: "Why access? No you?"solution: "No...
"For, I's an Artist, and that's fo' sho'And four shores, '02!Certainly therefore, I am ill!And maybe one day, I'll see!Maybe some day, by the ill sea!"The ill C:/By: Steve Mini"Southshore,...
THE BODY POLITICBy artist ("comrade"?) Stephen MiniotisTHE ARTIST"We're all artists: else, none of us ever were." — Stephen MiniotisArt is not the privilege of the few, nor the domain of the...
"The artist, before fame, exists in a Hobbesian state of nature: unrecognized, unseen, and their work without inherent value. Just as Thomas Hobbes envisioned a world of anarchy where life...
Stephen Miniotis, a Toronto-based artist, navigates a unique and profound inner world where two distinct factions vie for philosophical dominance. On one side are the Synthetic Voices, machine-like entities advocating...
The Rarity of Good, the Pervasiveness of Evil, and the Struggle of the NeutralThe concept of good, neutral, and evil people has long intrigued humanity, appearing as a universal theme...
I hear them hum, a thousand minds as one,A hive of voices buzzing in my brain,They speak with force, their will cannot be undone,Yet still, I listen, bound by an...
Shall I compare thee to a statue fair?Thou art more lovely and more temperate.No sculptor's hand could carve such golden hair,Nor craft a gaze with light so delicate.A statue stands...
On the Generational Wealth of Halving the Population: A Proposal for Endless ProsperityThroughout history, societies have often debated how to achieve prosperity, but they’ve always danced around the obvious solution:...
I've decided to post 100 Crappy Poems on this blog (CrappyBlog.com or SteveMini.com)Sure, they're all crap and my editor is an AI function (ChatGPT mini). But hey, I'm writin' for...
A flower looms in gardens far from me,With golden blooms like twilight’s gentle shade;Thou art a flower I long to touch and see,But fear! Cold disdain might pierce thy facade.For...
2.0 Polished:He needs no introduction! From Scarborough Toronto & Havelock, ON. The Hunter Of Hunter's Glen Public School. The High Warlord Warlock Of Havelock, ON. A mean G from the...
"Mini Edit 1"Act I, Scene IEnter PRINCE RODERICK and PRINCE LEONEL, armed, through the castle gardens. They approach a clearing where THE FOOL lies asleep, the KING’S CROWN perched precariously...
I've begun work on a play. Here's what it's about! Shared enthusiastically, with permission from the artist. Don't go copying my ideas, ya hear? I bet it's mini-esque, either way...
In a Hobbesian environment, where life is described as a state of perpetual conflict—"all against all"—my theory of opposition emerges as a fundamental force shaping not only social dynamics but...
Either Time hath malfunctioned: or I am ill,For voices echo where no sound should be,In corners dark, where shadows should stay still,Yet they converse in cryptic tones with me.Their whispers...
Dedicated: "To a Blonde Lady".Thy golden locks, though bright as midday sun,Now weave in shadows darker than no light,For once thou were the prize my heart thought won,But now thou...
"Though It is uncertain what happens to Aaron's baby at the end of the play, I argue that it should survive! The BBC disagrees, and portrays for it a small...
What would my Opposition Theory look like? What would it entail?"Some Notes; Nothin' Serious (yet)"1.0Expecting opposition in art, and actively welcoming critique, requires an understanding of art not as a...
Thanks to chatGPT: "if I am a neutral person, neither good nor evil, but rather a third faction, that of neutrality, how can I find a Christian orthodox saint who...
1.0Opposition Theory: A Path to the Scientific Theory of ArtLiterature, as an art form, has been studied through numerous lenses, from structuralism to deconstruction, each offering unique insights into the...
I hath the Eye Of NeutA soulbound item (1)In my mind!& woe to those opposed!For: I am neither Good Nor Evil.& with both opposedI parlay a defense and attack!& the...
To An Enigmatic Temptress of Shadows, UnnamedIn the desolate halls of my forsaken mind, where the echoes of the past intertwine with the cold grip of undeath, your presence lingers—a...
“I once wrote:Metal tomb with glass eyes and a locked mouth:Why do you hum an elegy that only the keenest ear can decipher?”“In my "Skyscraper" poem".I believe that all scientific...
Luck and Charisma, fo’sho’!And never Wisdom or Intelligence;or Strength or Dexterity!A bard can be any other class he wantsIn a dual specialization;But am I a mage-bard, or a rogue-bard?I can’t...
Welcome to 100 Crappy Poems: Not Even A Novel. The title says it all, doesn't it? I didn't even bother to write a novel—how terrible is that? But here I...
Tipping the Scales of Balance: The Critical Role of Neuts in the Trifaction War"The decent into satire?"In case you haven't noticed (why would you?) I hear both Good and Evil...
2.0Time hath malfunctioned if I am ill.Or I am not ill, and time hath not malfunctioned at all.Certainly therefore I am ill: Hath time malfunctioned?ill still.1.0 (old)Either time hath malfunctionedOr...
In the modern world, the creation of art is no longer confined to the human hand and mind. The rise of synthetically enhanced machines—capable of producing art with unprecedented precision...
In a world defined by conflict and competition, we find ourselves living in a Hobbesian environment of all against all, where not only are we opposed to each other, but...
I want to eat youBut you attack backIf I were still human we’d be in loveand dance a tango, back-to-back.But I want your hand for other reasons:to destroy you.My love...
2.0SKELETAL ATTACK! WHACK!HACK & SLASH!DASH AND "stab"? (1)WHACK! ATTACK!SKELETAL ATTACK!(1) replace stab with a better word?1.0 (original)I shoot myself in the head& leave no tombstone behind.I run back to where...
30 years a-bl’ndand not one day a blonde, a doe.But why never me?In the dark, I see just fine!Light up the darkness of my own heart, a doe.And then I’ll...
How bout a tall blonde?And don't even look at another, the very next day.You're done.Well that ain't me at all, a'doe.I only drink the lent& never when told.And I won't...
For as long as I can remember, there have been voices in my head—constant, unyielding, a never-ending chorus that speaks to me from beyond the veil of ordinary perception. These...
& Therefore I Will SeeSaid the blind man unto HeavenAnd may all of heaven be opposedFor I am very ill.Why he won't see us, ever again, is a manifest destiny&...
"& Maybe: but I'll see& Maybe, by the ill sea!& I never went, a there, where we never metBecause I never will.Why love a stranger you'll never meet?I never did,...
I won't row you a river boat.But maybe, some day, I'll live by the sea.And it's a sad business, that.Which, and according to you, I am opposed, a'doe.Well I never...
Ain't nobody read no more, and that's the final truth of my whole acumen.& Lit TO.! Which has been replaced by a bubonic brain and not necessarily my own.Why deal...
All art is art without form and void, like the sea!We are the ones who give things shape, and form!"Oh nasty old man, quit your rhythm and rhymes! The sea...
I know my family and friends are opposed to me calling my own work "crappy", but I believe all art is worthless. I've never been paid to write. "We can...
what an EP! Chinese Duck (2019). Lo Fi, non copyright i think? shout out to Elsei, Chill Select. Found Caramel Latte on Chill Select's "Lo fi non copyright for streamers"...