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A choice; It all starts with a choice. The country steams toward the precipice and when they, the carnal, the God-less, the ravenous hoard finally release the scream that precedes the fall, they beg to be saved. And "no". there will be no saving grace. You have lit and kicked the very lantern that burns your country, your sovereign nation. An all-consuming cancer that spreads insidiously through what's "the in-thing" and popular and cool. You don't realize the danger, or maybe you just don't care.
The world is a rabid dog and all we do through legislation is "wipe away the drool," to quote a brillian mind. We are not fighting the blemishes. We're picking the zits 'till they bleed and scar over. Leaves an ugly mark, it does. Like so many others.
Marriage. How vintage. It only keeps the bastards in the sack. There is no other purpose. SO says a self-proclaimed "fantastic father". Why call is marriage? Why not a unity?
I am ashamed of my country and all it stands for, the crime within, the lack of a soul. humanity is only a word as the Constitution is only a piece of paper is no one rises up to defend it. Who rose up to remove God or A god from the Constitution and all else? Was it one or many? When did justice become only a word and "civil rights" was a free pass to enjoy any carnal pleasure? Trees and rivers are given "personhood" status. May i marry one? Are animals next? Polygamy? Will that be acceptable? When the disabled are paid pennies on the dollar because they work slower, we slip further down the slope into the volcano. When we forget the mistakes of empires past staring us in the face with their ruinous eyes, we fade, also, like so many fire-burned portraits. We really need to wake up and learn the meaning of morality, ethics and values. Otherwise, we're bound to become like any other animal. Primal, Savage, Inhuman.
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Posted: Jul 2015
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dumb humans

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