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Jan 2021
One must not confuse the truth with distortion.
The best ruse always has some validity in its portion.
You can’t see the other side until you want to,
The fear of the ‘other’ is a reality that will haunt you.  
One reaps what they sow,
but its a mistake to think,   that whats peeped…. is what’s known.
There is more than what you see, all actions are convoluted in the unseen.
Not to mean that polluted actions shouldn’t be transcended,
but any social justice grounded in violence is upended.
An eye for an eye, is self-righteous anger, fire with fire.
If you hate fire, why more fire?
Death for death, breathe for breathe
Underneath it all its fear for fear.
That the person you curse is not different than the one you kiss and call dear.
, the Evil other is an extra-terrestrial,
Wholly  different from what you are….putting yourself on a moral pedestal.
That’s the throne of a Pharisee, with no-analysis to compile, just burn um at the stake, sinner, sinner its a witch trial.
Mouth Piece
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   Carl Miller
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