Time to Win!
Winning is for the takers who never say die, and don't know quite, only
fight to the right for the might of win.
I am a winning progressive liberalist with an ax to grind on these hard-line Neolithic monopolizing olagoarchist puppets who take center stage looking like a tea bag party of 4th generation carpetbaggers who stumbled upon the secrets of slaves and were able to better use their value than they them salves saw fit to enunciate in political company.
I am a thought that thinks there must a better way to the hearts and minds of our future generations than by pillaging their inheritance in the formative years of their growth from the denial that we have left them as a leper of a legacy. We want for them to ignore dismiss those things we do not want to look at in the light of the reality of our own sorrows that we drown in plastics from Chinese labor camps or Bangladeshi child laborers craftily sewn garments for comforts of ego and vain denial of the grizzly beast within the garments...we are the feeding cancer that do nothing about the condition of our growth...all the while threatening the host...not realizing that at some point the demise of our host is in fact our own destruction.
There is no more air in the moment, the suffocation of the facts is being strangled by history's view of the end of themes in time and the beginnings of eras....there are errors in all of these accounts filled with the retold interrelations of the interpretations' of so collard scholar...whoever it was that decided upon the lie that Hitler told...we are all very gracious about the skirting the lies that we too tell in ourstory. However the "he's" are that tell "his" side of the story...so we will win with Herstory...the whiner and the winner are synonymous in the tale of the feminist Grinch who stole the His out of our History...there is a veiled attempt to re-feminize the men of this generation so that the nature of each that follow are softer still, until the browning of America and the world becomes a massively homogenous pool of conceptual sexuality.
These are the days of Sadam and Sodom. We are in the moments were the Eagle must land in a densely populous location...and these are predators...we are prey unless we pray to win...not whine, no whining...we win. ..
Time...time to win!
tides role in...have shore cover.
I am a winning progressive liberalist with an ax to grind on these hard-line Neolithic monopolizing olagoarchist puppets who take center stage looking like a tea bag party of 4th generation carpetbaggers who stumbled upon the secrets of slaves and were able to better use their value than they them salves saw fit to enunciate in political company.
I am a thought that thinks there must a better way to the hearts and minds of our future generations than by pillaging their inheritance in the formative years of their growth from the denial that we have left them as a leper of a legacy. We want for them to ignore dismiss those things we do not want to look at in the light of the reality of our own sorrows that we drown in plastics from Chinese labor camps or Bangladeshi child laborers craftily sewn garments for comforts of ego and vain denial of the grizzly beast within the garments...we are the feeding cancer that do nothing about the condition of our growth...all the while threatening the host...not realizing that at some point the demise of our host is in fact our own destruction.
There is no more air in the moment, the suffocation of the facts is being strangled by history's view of the end of themes in time and the beginnings of eras....there are errors in all of these accounts filled with the retold interrelations of the interpretations' of so collard scholar...whoever it was that decided upon the lie that Hitler told...we are all very gracious about the skirting the lies that we too tell in ourstory. However the "he's" are that tell "his" side of the story...so we will win with Herstory...the whiner and the winner are synonymous in the tale of the feminist Grinch who stole the His out of our History...there is a veiled attempt to re-feminize the men of this generation so that the nature of each that follow are softer still, until the browning of America and the world becomes a massively homogenous pool of conceptual sexuality.
These are the days of Sadam and Sodom. We are in the moments were the Eagle must land in a densely populous location...and these are predators...we are prey unless we pray to win...not whine, no whining...we win. ..
Time...time to win!
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