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What a sad state of affairs it is when the cure becomes the ailment when hope turns to despair when loves turns to disdain. What a sad state of affairs it is when the free are enslaved when information has a price and when laws are unjust. What a sad state of affairs it is when people worship their tools; when the path is worshiped as opposed to traveled. What a sad state of affairs it is when empathy and kindness are mocked and subtle wickedness is the status quo. What a sad state of affairs it is that we find ourselves in today.
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Jul 17, 2012
Jul 17, 2012 at 12:23 PM UTC
Sad state of affairs
What a sad state of affairs it is when the cure becomes the ailment when hope turns to despair when loves turns to disdain. What a sad state of affairs it is when the free are enslaved when information has a price and when laws are unjust. What a sad state of affairs it is when people worship their tools; when the path is worshiped as opposed to traveled. What a sad state of affairs it is when empathy and kindness are mocked and subtle wickedness is the status quo. What a sad state of affairs it is that we find ourselves in today.
Anubis-the-Philosomancer
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Jul 17, 2012
Jul 17, 2012 at 12:23 PM UTC
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