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It is not the lion or the wolf you should fear. It’s the howling storm that breaks the chains you hold so dear. The attitude that shatters all those sacred matters which add up to nothing but junk food for the human mind. All those restrictions you let others impose, all those pathways they told you were not the right way to go, the ones you knew led to a brighter day. I was not made to devastate the mental state of hearts enslaved by the corporate government that barely pays minimum wage. Destiny, was not laid before me, I just happen to acquire a brain that desires to explore everything. Fear is just the tool used to cower fools. Curiosity is what we all need, to generate unlimited diversity of dreams, scientific discoveries, and great stories. It will give us the power to write new lights of insight into our current reality, opening up unknown possibilities, and better ways to elevate to a higher state of free, instead of the capitalistic prison and religion some love that calls itself democracy.
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Nov 29, 2020
Nov 29, 2020 at 4:14 PM UTC
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It is not the lion or the wolf you should fear. It’s the howling storm that breaks the chains you hold so dear. The attitude that shatters all those sacred matters which add up to nothing but junk food for the human mind. All those restrictions you let others impose, all those pathways they told you were not the right way to go, the ones you knew led to a brighter day. I was not made to devastate the mental state of hearts enslaved by the corporate government that barely pays minimum wage. Destiny, was not laid before me, I just happen to acquire a brain that desires to explore everything. Fear is just the tool used to cower fools. Curiosity is what we all need, to generate unlimited diversity of dreams, scientific discoveries, and great stories. It will give us the power to write new lights of insight into our current reality, opening up unknown possibilities, and better ways to elevate to a higher state of free, instead of the capitalistic prison and religion some love that calls itself democracy.
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Nov 29, 2020
Nov 29, 2020 at 4:14 PM UTC
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