Part-time graphics designer, full-time zombie hunter.


The what's what in my mind & where's where of my feet. // View archive

Ethan Lesley CC's "The Incomplete Range" poetry collection now available on paperback

Ethan Lesley CC’s “The Incomplete Range” poetry collection now available on paperback FEATURED

The Incomplete Range (of Human Emotions) is my first book of poetry, comprising of 8 vignettes with over 500 pages of content. 💜💙💚🖤

...Read more

Better Dressed, Ethan Anarchy, Ethan Lesley

Better Dressed

Category: poetry

Posted on: Thursday, April 27th, 2017

There's pride in sharing And then there's bowing down To lust upon Hollywoodizing mythologies my kababayan are eager to laud about It's easier to hate your own, hate your own, hate your own Because you wait for the paint to turn to white So you can appreciate them? With what? A bigger pocket? A better dress? What to you makes a better dress? One that submits to universal attention? But they weren't designed after Western values They were made for your immediates' eyes You twist your tongue to sound like you come from another village and pity those who still talk like the previ ...Read more

Adventure Time Elements watch thread

Adventure Time Elements watch thread

Category: discover, watch-thread

Posted on: Saturday, April 22nd, 2017

BMO: "Is this some kind of a sick joke? Because I love it."Big Baby Rootbeer #AdventureTimeElements— ethan 🐊 (@ethananarchy) April 22, 2017 Click here to view entire thread on Twitter @ethananarchy ...Read more



Category: Life In The Infinite, poetry

Posted on: Monday, March 13th, 2017

You are a combatant a tsunami of golden fire a light dipped in its own darkness fostering its own diversions birthing a universe as your children, your own Your soul is a constellation And within them, creation You host stars inside of you Because – you, my child – you, my friend – are magic You are capable of kindness capable of love capable of giving so much and pouring so much You are the great art of this world, great as any art could be Pristine and undiscovered Untarnished and covered in your own versions of stain Of strain Of pain Of pride You are early dem ...Read more

Happy International Women's Day!

Happy International Women’s Day!

Category: musing

Posted on: Wednesday, March 8th, 2017

Let's all continue to fight for gender equality and education for women. ...Read more

Ethan Lesley, Ethan Anarchy

When Your Love It Turns To Guilt

Category: existhantial, poetry

Posted on: Tuesday, February 21st, 2017

Spencer lives in constant fear He lives in constant premature rejection not by others, but by himself He decides for everything decides for everyone as he had failed to decide before "You do not want a part of me," he says "My red is dirty," he believes "My red corrupt." Spencer lives in dissonace Completely aware of how it rushes in his veins; he continues to live in vain Hoping to find someone as damaged, as baggaged as he is and then he damages himself Because all the philosophies and all the support fail to deliver him from himself and in the red-lit corners of the world ...Read more

In Your Mind Exists The Infinite, Ethan Anarchy, Ethan Lesley

In your mind exists the infinite

Category: existhantial, poetry

Posted on: Monday, February 20th, 2017

In your mind exists the infinite That which you can only pour into art into writing into paper that can only be understood by same minds It cries out of you You turn it alive The wyverns overhead that you witness in constant battle, as you're cartographing tunnels you escape to Or at least you try You write to empower but you destroy You convince yourself you're an ally when you're not An outsider in a city more obsessed with other paths Other jobs, more valuable than what your mind-store produce You starve, physically and mentally as you consider yourself a faux artist ...Read more

Reincarnatio, Ethan Anarchy, Ethan Lesley, Life In The Infinite


Category: existhantial, poetry

Posted on: Monday, February 20th, 2017

You're haunted by your past Haunted by your future: the one that will be and the one you have lost Haunted by regrets and mistakes By memories of people you let go and those who you actively hurt, How many lives have you, in your most subtle way, ruined and just how much the thought of them don't affect you the least. You drown your cocktails with pills that make you numb Romanticize the loneliness like music to your muse Married to the dream you lost yourself into Only to wake up unsmiling, dazed; you're confused. You keep reminding yourself that everybody hurts the way you hurt ...Read more

The Freelancer's Midnight Prayer

The Freelancer’s Midnight Prayer

Category: existhantial, poetry

Posted on: Thursday, January 26th, 2017

Previously The Freelancer’s Mantra What one chants when times are frustrating and income is slow and life is challenging When success is in reach and payday is near but maybe your optimism's fooling you, 'cause this already happened before. Basic everyday stuff for the Barely Making It. Part 1: Centering (Yourself With A Badass Mix Before Opening Your Work Folder on XP because you refuse to update) Om bhur bhuvaht sivan Tat savitur Australia Bhargo devasya-burbia Dhiyo youth na prachodaya Part 2: GREAT-full-grateful, but perhaps some other road... Oh Lorde, Ein Sof, Lana d ...Read more

Ethan Anarchy, Ethan Lesley, Existhantial logo

When in doubt, write a pretentious poem.

Category: existhantial, musing, poetry

Posted on: Tuesday, January 24th, 2017

Existhantial log 170124 Are we too old to be capable Of mental strains we once knew as youths Of giving up, snuffing the lights with sad songs Feel as pointless as our lives are in its most Are we focused too much on what's in front of us Slaves of what we desperately believe should be ahead Tired of these aching, self-strained shoulders And the cruel future I see as a broken reflection of health Have you ever felt like you've been trying To be too many things all at once That being and becoming anything less than who you want to be Is a complete betrayal to who you are? Am ...Read more

Review till death

Review till death

Category: dreamlog, shorts

Posted on: Tuesday, March 1st, 2016

I wandered into a movie theater. Typical set up: comfortable reclining red chairs, people split into groups according to acquaintances. The lights were on yet there was nothing on the white sheet, except static. I walked in a hurry, down the aisle, until I recognized them, or at least some of them: my friends, some doctors, relaxed faces, forgotten peers, all huddled together and checking out a familiar grey folder that contained my drawings and pen sketches. Some of them had serious gazes while some laughed, clearly enjoying the entries. Couldn't exactly make out which made which noise even ...Read more

"Sharing is caring." If you like what I write, please pass on the links of my selected works to your friends. Tweet me @ethananarchy, like my page on Facebook, and buy my book. Thanks, dear reader! 💚💜🐊🐳
This microblog claims no ownership to any images, music or videos unless stated otherwise.
© 2019 Ethan Anarchy . Some rights reserved
New releases  |  Announcements  |  Daily Musings
Short stories  |  Novelettes  |  Amazon  |  Store
Arquivos  |  Prohektos  |  Sobre  |  Contato