Make their tyranny expensive. Make their lies expensive.
Because, you’re worth it.
Because, we’re worth it.
Because, freedom is worth it.
Because, justice is worth it.
Because, free speech is worth it.
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Because Truth is worth it.
Line at the Drive-thru Daiquiri, Louisiana, current. Thank heavens they’re practicing proper social distancing!
A must watch, oh how I know I needed it, still laughing! Thanks for the share, Decker
At the entrance was a sign informing new visitors that the guru offered private consultations by appointment. They decided together they should each make one.
Dan and Sue had heard of this ashram from a mutual friend. They agreed to each pay their own way, but to share a room. The agreed also they’d discuss moving in together finally, maybe even getting married.
At his appointment, Dan confessed he was getting cold feet. The guru nodded patiently, emanating compassion. He did not interrupt while Dan recited his list of doubts and grievances.
The guru sat in silence for what seemed to Dan too long a moment. When he finally spoke he looked grim, solemn, Dan had to strain to hear him.
“Mr. Dan, I have met your lady friend. I’m sorry to say that I concur with you, she is not the one for you. Too many problems, you are sure to be unhappy. She is too strong-willed for you, too hot tempered, too much fire. I suspect too much conflict for a good match.”
Before their departure Sue sought out the guru again, taking him aside and handing him a thick envelope. She hugged him warmly, her eyes glowing, and said, “I can’t thank you enough! It’s been positively magical!”
“Not at all,” replied the guru, “it is my great pleasure to serve.”
“We’ve set a date!”
“I’m not surprised,” replied the guru. “I can see he’s a very difficult man, you have your work cut out for you.”
She nodded. He turned to take his leave, saying, “Well played, mum.”
Best poem of the year, thank you friend of art.
The Russians and the Chinese are your enemy. Not the oligarchic class in your own country that has been exploiting, propagandizing, deceiving, oppressing and robbing you every moment of your life since you were born. The Russians and the Chinese.The Russians and the Chinese are your enemy. Not the people who have been engineering and…
via The Russians And The Chinese Are Your Enemy — Caitlin Johnstone
If you don’t have time to listen to the video, and prefer to do your own research, fantastic, she links all the information she’s speaking about in the description box—the patents for weather control, various other documentation and clips of the damages.
Letter from Grandpa from the beyond, sent through James True.
Dear Readers, thank you for being here. I should say that more often. I’m sorry for all the cream pies to the face, I know it’s not polite, and I really do appreciate you putting up with me, and sometimes even pressing like. I know some of you are real people, not just bots or spies, and I don’t think about that enough. It’s cool that you’re still here with all my weird ravings about conspiracies, and bad poetry (sometimes on purpose, it’s a trick, now you have a secret I’ve been keeping), and just in general not being good enough.
James is right you know. Even if he’s planning to start a cult, he’s still right. Know more. Do better. Wise up! Look who you’re up against. You’re hardly even a fly in their cellar. You’re a like a maggot about to pecked up by a hen. You’re snooping around their closets like a raving idiot. Who wants that, come on now. Of course you’re going to piss them off eventually, so you better back off, or buck the fuck up. (James added that bad word Gramps, I swear it wasn’t me.)
Man up, woman! This is a dojo, whether you like it or not.
Upon leaving that One Season World
There’s a spell that’s cast
and when that storm it came at
A different hour
This time, I did not cower
Instead, it brought me power
The dogs moved to
nestle at my breast
when night was cast that strange day
Because, I guess, they know, no, other way
Oh! They cheered, She’s got it Down, that Terrain!
and She’ll flog your ass
half-passed insane
You think that’s funny!
Me, too, my friend,
Please, chump, come, again
and again.
Why should I be so lucky?
Standing here rinsing off the dishes
from last night to load them
in the Automatic Machine then
Reheat the meat
from last night even though
now I must eat it
without sauce
Because my clumsy husband
broke the jar on the kitchen floor
before he went to work
Why should I be so lucky?
to be the one who rushes to
Grab the broom
from our large pantry
to wipe up the mess from our
Beige ceramic tile
so he’s not late
Why should I be so lucky?
When She, that unfortunate woman
right there on my
flat screen TV
Sold a kidney today for food
Since she’s too old now
to feed her children
by getting Screwed
Have you ever known the peace of a country dawn?
Or heard the melody of nature’s song?
Or felt the stars on a midnight’s meadow?
I say you have not!
For if so, you would not make me choose
The cement of your cities
Over the flowers in my fields
Or the roar of your traffic
Over the buzz in my gardens
Or the prison of your office
Over the breeze in my heart
Or the intransigence of your schools
Over the wisdom of my soul
Yet if I trust it’s only in your ignorance
Then I never confront your evil
Excellent presentation, please, please, watch and share! 🙂
