Not a fantasy. It's reality. Is it really as we think it to be? To me, what I see and perceive, isn't enough to make me believe, there's somethin' else that's happening. In my own world. My own everything. It's my own fantasy, in my reality.
I am the power of literacy, The power of the written word, The power of the tongue. I am not the color of my skin, but the content of my mind.
I prefer silence to news. I prefer to vote for the party of lesser evil than write-ins. I prefer religion to politics. I prefer oneness to distinction. I prefer coffee to alcohol. I prefer cigarettes to refer. I prefer nutmeg to LSD. If I could give all these up except one, I would prefer oneness.
Of five Four may be of same opinion And I am not That doesn't prove I am wrong As is human wont They herd around a school Oft created by a hoon Time may prove them wrong And then they may know Where did I come from
In their opinion I am mad Please read my poem 'MAD' In their opinion I am bad Those who know me Would know Their opinion is bad In their opinion I am arrogant Please deal with me with due respect Would know I am humble and decent In their opinion I am a hard nut to crack Please come on track Would know I am soft inside
the reactions we've had to this year's differences are a predicament they will have an effect for year's to come friendships lost because of opinions opinions established by the social dependencies we retain the dumbing down of real news as we come to the end, be one to pause and reflect look back and determine where you fit in, in this spectacle
free course change your life look prettier make everyone like you Start saying YES YES I AGREE it's really that simple just follow this ONE STEP let me hear you say it YES I AGREE be careful bossy don't tell them what you really think yes thats right you agree with me end of course