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- Portlandia, OR
- I feel like an Avenging Angel with broken wing, flapping at the edges of things as Orwellian armies fight , maim, rape, kill & die just beyond my reach... & the twisted men, yes men!, who send their young to bloodied battle fields, care only for their own insatiable sadistic LUSTS...always for POWER & RICHES & POWER & FAME & POWER & DOMINION OVER ALL! They would be gods, these rampant souls consumed in the brimstone soup of their own self-aggrandizement & obsession, but for their persistent refusal to ever grow up & be men at all. Instead they rot in their bodies as aging little boys 'til there is no body left to hold them, & Unable to pass on, these stunted souls then lodge in something or someone else who becomes a zombie at the beck & call of its own savage psychoses... Even as we, these battered bloodied broken Angels of humanities best hopes, dreams, desires, & prayers... scream out against the dying of the Earth... & Beauty, Goodness, Empathy, Love & the Great Grace the Infinite gave so freely for Life to blossom & grow here.... Our screams ring out to the heavens but no one on Earth hears. There's too much noise. Too many people all talking over each other at the same time, like 'Fox News'. No one really listens. No one really hears anything at all. So they don't hear our screams as we fall flaming from the sky... Crying Warnings of their doom with our last breaths. Nor do they hear the screams of their own souls as they die falling through the empty Void of Space-Time. But as life becomes empty ashes, don’t they even wonder 'Why?'..... *-)
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