oh, i say, we've found the truth
conjoined love binds us in love.
What could I even call 'me'?
I know I'm human but...
There is this calling
It guides my heart to an open pasture
acres of wheat and wild flowers murdered by an electric fascist.
I stand idly. Much of this "work" is just self-reflection.
Circumstances could always be worse.
Knowledge is power. Knowledge is strength. Knowledge is honor.