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Jacaranda's fall

by @nyant

The purple profile picture, a virtue signal? the cost of change, a weighty figure, the women terror, the men indignant, "it's not all of us" blame the system, or maybe the victim. Is it sin sickness? is it narcissism? fatherlessness or mother wounds? mental disorders or poverty? what is the cause? what is the cure? Will we dwell in echo chambers, preach to the choir, or will we engage with each other, find common ground, climb a little higher, it's tempting to cry maranatha, or anathema, but until we see the Son, the night will endure, keyboard wage, march in protest, pray on knees but don't lose focus, there is still much work to be done.
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M / Zambia
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Nov 11, 2025
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