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No kidding.
The one who shares the hair carries the torch.
Though, the hair connection is tenuous.

Nutjob is a more substantial connection.

Any poetry in these facts?
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Ich sah was in den USA geschah und dachte es richtig, so brachte es hierher und zerstörte Millionen
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The cream of man
doth reign over milk man
and must destroy her numbers
when and as opportunity doth present itself.
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sell your self
sell your soul
lose your self
be limp
a corporate imp
find a job
pound for a dollar
twat with a collar
label a slob
a paid slave
a share to shave
you when you're done
the pretentious fun
in your spare time
you'll come undone
and along the way
you should reap the hay
hey hey its Joe!
does he give a fuck
no.
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drum beat to war started low
at first like a rumble in the distance
now becoming ever louder
the corporate mass media are the megaphone
when you stop and think - you start to see how it is all run
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We're all stuck
in a bitches trip
too scared to step
in case we slip
who is the reaper
that reaps our souls
grandfather time
with worn out soles
look on the bright side
its suicide
test me test it
drop a pill
you hyprocrite
you want to know
so have a go
anaylse your mind
as it tests you
two and fro
see a therapist
the_rapist
of your mind
knowing little
and far more blind
as you know more
the six hundred
three score
and six more
you ate from the tree
did cock your leg and pee
took the piss out of
our God
knowing a man's best friend
is a doG
so here now
here is the key
who is a sinner's
worst enemy?
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Evolutionary Hymn

Lead us, Evolution, lead us
Up the future's endless stair;
Chop us, change us, prod us, weed us.
For stagnation is despair:
Groping, guessing, yet progressing,
Lead us nobody knows where.

Wrong or justice, joy or sorrow,
In the present what are they
while there's always jam-tomorrow,
While we tread the onward way?
Never knowing where we're going,
We can never go astray.

To whatever variation
Our posterity may turn
Hairy, squashy, or crustacean,
Bulbous-eyed or square of stern,
Tusked or toothless, mild or ruthless,
Towards that unknown god we yearn.

Ask not if it's god or devil,
Brethren, lest your words imply
Static norms of good and evil
(As in Plato) throned on high;
Such scholastic, inelastic,
Abstract yardsticks we deny.

Far too long have sages vainly
Glossed great Nature's simple text;
He who runs can read it plainly,
'Goodness = what comes next.'
By evolving, Life is solving
All the questions we perplexed.

On then! Value means survival-
Value. If our progeny
Spreads and spawns and licks each rival,
That will prove its deity
(Far from pleasant, by our present,
Standards, though it may well be).

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Everywhere had moved to the right. In each country politics went right. The left was nowhere. It was a concerted effort - like watching a secret plan unfold. Those who were reluctant were hit hard and brought into step by grotesque acts of terror. They too went right - it was a concerted effort in preparation of what was to come.
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Lets join the right
lets start a fight
lets not get pissed
so we can use our fists
lets unite
without moonlight
lets give 'em a fright
lets keep it tight
the moon is up
oh shit there's a truck
Christians abate
remember your fate
Christmas is love
a song from a dove
its closing in
grab your child under chin
dart to one side
neither left nor right.
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Sweet white rice
Falling over your body
A lamp in the corner
As you read
Money in the bank and under the mattress
No job no need I have money enough already
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Pluto wrote:Sweet white rice
Falling over your body
A lamp in the corner
As you read
Money in the bank and under the mattress
No job no need I have money enough already
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Whose talkin' to me? Cos..

EYE
NOSE
EYE
EAR
MOUTH!

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The leader shot himself and blamed another
The rest followed suit - there was total outrage
Those who were blamed - were demonised and destroyed
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Shooting himself and blaming another
The rest did the same and there was total outrage
The blamed were first demonised then destroyed - it was that simple
Some spoke out but were drowned out by those who did not
A new dark space opened up and absorbed all the good and potential of the world - the artist (that being with the power to reimagine the world) - was currently held fast under the spell of money, fame, and fortune...
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I Am Not I
Juan Ramon Jimenez

I am not I.
I am this one
walking beside me whom I do not see,
whom at times I manage to visit,
and whom at other times I forget;
the one who remains silent while I talk,
the one who forgives, sweet, when I hate,
the one who takes a walk when I am indoors,
the one who will remain standing when I die.
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