As citizens, we are resilient. In fact, we're better than that - we're brilliant. All of us special, don't let anyone tell you different. They say we're idiots, that we're ignorant, conditioned to break our condition, to weaken our position, that's their mission, to seperate, to segregate - ultimately spread hate. To turn us against each other, like lemmings, using any way possible, burning Ernest Hemingway, de-education, text speak, limiting, condition us to imitate idiots, intimidate us, break us down to the level of infants and punish us for our insolence. This ain't a game no more, we became the strongest specie, humans, the strongest animal. Now we turn against our own, the technological advancements make us feel more alone. We're comfortable at home, nobody wants to meet and greet, isolation on the rise, my frustration turns to saddened sighs, those battered picket signs are weary from battle, no matter how hard we shake our rattles. No one listens, we're just cattle. But sticks and stones wont break our bones. We're resilient, we're brilliant and we'll one day march in our millions and overthrow this vile minority, this authority of horror that pose as leaders and people of goodwill. But one day we'll march to the top of the foothill, triumphant, love will - prevail.
bennude10
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1/19/13
As citizens, we are resilient. In fact, we're better than that - we're brilliant. All of us special, don't let anyone tell you different. They say we're idiots, that we're ignorant, conditioned to break our condition, to weaken our position, that's their mission, to seperate, to segregate - ultimately spread hate. To turn us against each other, like lemmings, using any way possible, burning Ernest Hemingway, de-education, text speak, limiting, condition us to imitate idiots, intimidate us, break us down to the level of infants and punish us for our insolence. This ain't a game no more, we became the strongest specie, humans, the strongest animal. Now we turn against our own, the technological advancements make us feel more alone. We're comfortable at home, nobody wants to meet and greet, isolation on the rise, my frustration turns to saddened sighs, those battered picket signs are weary from battle, no matter how hard we shake our rattles. No one listens, we're just cattle. But sticks and stones wont break our bones. We're resilient, we're brilliant and we'll one day march in our millions and overthrow this vile minority, this authority of horror that pose as leaders and people of goodwill. But one day we'll march to the top of the foothill, triumphant, love will - prevail.
-Nietzlawe-
I always enjoy what you have to say Nietzlawe, encouraging insightful words that thousands if not millions should listen to.
Will get back to ya soon brother.
1/10/13
Shades of yellow and red on the outside.
Blue,white and red on the inside :3
Whoa.. so's mine! ;)