

BubbleI'll be your imaginary friend today And you can take me on a longBubble
long
walk to the end of the world. We can use a hot air balloon and see just exactly what is beyond the edge where the water pours.
We can fly into the stars; a fantasy I had when I was Tiny. And maybe we'll see new worlds or maybe there is nothing at all.
Just so long as I'm with you.
Right now I am at the edge and the water pours because No matter how fun it is to imagine, it is simply a bubble of a feigned world.
A world


FencingThe longer I live, the more people annoy me. Marx once called religion "The opiate of society" But I see that this is false. We use walls and fences to blot our senses Until we perceive nothing else. A false paranoia, How's that for ya? If anyone wants to cross, They will. Still, We stop friendly passers instead of trespassers. So the folk who need to pass the tresses, And no intent to create the messes, Are stuck on the side they don't need to be. Please give up this stupidity!Fencing


PerfectingI sit and gather dialogue I hear right here; and think of her. And I conceive a monologue- letters form letters which form thoughts that I prefer. My masterful composition, So simple, perfect and fully complete, Is so delicate a proposition, That it simply can't compete. I want my emotions to hold precision, Instead I am a hard collision. Relief won't come without decision But I'm my own derision.Perfecting


Wonderbread and Fish sticksOnce a man broke bread and fed the people. Once a man took fish and spread it around to last. Tiny amounts fed the masses; A metaphor for faith and love.Wonderbread and Fish sticks
Today we get wonderbread and fish-sticks. We break it up and spread it around. Feeding the masses was never so easy, The product of a disposable society.
The masses are still hungry, Their numbers make that clear, And they'll just build up their hunger 'Cause the "givers" just have air.
Superficial messages from the superstitious messengers-- Wearing deep robes to show what they know. The
| I am human. I have a nose on my face and ears to the side. I usually wear clothing, though I don't like wearing shoes unless I have to. When I got places I usually walk or take my bike, and if I go too quickly, I need to catch my breath. I am a bloody sack of bones and bile, and if I get poked I'd imagine much of it would leak out. It would leak onto the ground beneath me because I am affected by gravity. I do not have the ability to fly on my own nor travel supersonic speeds, nor am I able to easily burrow through the ground. I am unable to breath underwater as well. I have two eyes with which I can pick up certain wavelengths of energy that we call light. I take those signals and turn them into perceived pictures to analyze my environment. The list of such qualities could go on indefinitely. In summary, I doubt I'm too different from most of you. |

It's Spader, btw.
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"Be ashamed to die until you have won some victory for humanity" -- Horace Mann
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"Nothing destroys freedom more than the idea youve got it."
~Anthony North
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There is no evil, there are only choices.
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"Nothing destroys freedom more than the idea youve got it."
~Anthony North
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