Existing without accepting the bullshit of the oligarchical elite. My sentence to this rock is tenuous at best... escape plans are being formulated.
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Scripture reveals that the ancient semetic tribes didn't have the benefit of a larger worldview, paleontologists, genetics, geology... or any scientific understanding, or clear vision of a reality outside of an isolated area for that matter.
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Trump is a useful idiot. A puppet. A joke so obscene that it casts a shadow for the real bad guy who has millions laud him for his facade and fake dreams he sells to those who don't get that uneasy feeling in their gut and know each applause, treachery, and every praise, heresy.
I have got to leave to find my way
Watch the road and memorize
This life that passed before my eyes
And nothing is going my way
The ocean is the river's goal
A need to leave the water knows
We're closer now than light years to go
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Indeed. Faith, like stupidity, will eternally haunt the human species. There seems to be a correlation between them lately.
the men stood on their porches
smoking cigarettes,
now knowing
they'd have to go out
there
to look for that job
that probably wasn't
there, to start that car
that probably wouldn't
start.
From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were...I have not seen
As others saw... I could not bring
My passions from a common spring
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow... I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone
And all I lov’d... I lov’d alone
The world around you passes by,
In blurs of colour and sound,
Nothing around you making sense,
As you continue your plummet down,
You can’t remember how it started,
And you don’t know when it will end,
But you know that you’d give anything,
To stand up on your feet again
A voice said, Look me in the stars
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars
Were not too much to pay for birth.
For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.
Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we’ll go no more a roving
By the light of the moon.
Society has a disease.
“I think there is a connection between the way we treat animals and the way we treat people at the bottom. Look at the ways in which people who commit such violence on other humans often learned how to enjoy that by enacting it on animals.”
Angela Davis
