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99% are starving because the 1%, those with gold spoons in their mouths— have a hunger that never quits. A hunger for power that will lead to our demise, but, their games will never subside. Until we choose rise. Until we choose to fight it. They keep us overburdened to tire us into submission. Tweak our media, leading us to uncertainty— to hide their true missions, the cruel absurdity. Their lack of concern for the rest of humanity, and their acceptance of scarcity being our reality, so they can exist in their greed. That will never cease to sicken me.
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Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 7:44 PM UTC
Gold spoons.
99% are starving because the 1%, those with gold spoons in their mouths— have a hunger that never quits. A hunger for power that will lead to our demise, but, their games will never subside. Until we choose rise. Until we choose to fight it. They keep us overburdened to tire us into submission. Tweak our media, leading us to uncertainty— to hide their true missions, the cruel absurdity. Their lack of concern for the rest of humanity, and their acceptance of scarcity being our reality, so they can exist in their greed. That will never cease to sicken me.
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Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 7:44 PM UTC
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