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DebatingDebating to overthrow Gov'T by going in knocking on Congress's door and explain by force what needs to be done. Who said a dictatorship doesn't have to be "bad," like Hitler. There have been plenty that have been ruled for the best. If you keep the representative's AND do a good job, no one can bitch. True, there are billions of people in the world and some of them are in America. Another person of a calm mind and body is needed to replace these men of who've been corrupted. Oh so quickly.
How would you feel like running a country? Pretty high and mighty, huh? Why is it there has never been a member of the Neutral party as President? Sure, they could be great leaders and probably fix everything. Imagine Gandhi as President. He could have done so much but still would have done nothing. Only because great people, who are truly neutral, want you to learn how to solve the situation on your own accord. So you can see the error in your ways. Giving a suggestion or hint just to g
The Horrible Torture"Can you hear me?" asks the blind man sitting in the corner.
Only to fall on the deaf ears of his best friend looking the other way.
Sensing his friend, he makes the usual "UH?" Turning to see his lips.
He repeats himself and asks the actual question.
"Can I have some water?" As he makes a drinking motion.
"Akay." replies his friend as he grabs his cup and fills the mans cup generously.
"Ull," says the deaf man as he places the cup handle into his hand then once on the table to show where it is.
"Thank you Mordichi," replied Dan. "I appreciate your company, thanks for comin over this Christmas."
The words fell on deaf ears but swift eyes as he stared at his friends lips.
He replied simply yet humbly, "na a probrem."
We leave these two men in their small shack hidden in the woods. A colorful and well maintained garden appears outside of the rotted and repaired shack. Bringing color to a desolate and barren forest. The gentle creek is displayed as we fade away into the clouds.
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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