REDUCING HIS REPUBLIC TO A PUPPY

  We’re designed by definitions and, by definition, ill designed. We call ourselves a Society, a sect of superiors, (selfish, salivating and sexed up) a body of brutish beings, complex communities searching for beauties in platitudes, pondering Paradise and placing Plato as a pet name for puppies, naval gazing into our own Nirvana while we […]

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After Eden

How did they mess it up So soon after that first breath, So new to this life, With all and everything There In front of them, Under their naked feet, At the end of their finger tips? How did they not see The wealth they wore Instead of clothes, The peace they had Within the […]

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