I was up at the grocery store yesterday I saw my brother... we fist bumped...
I was remembering when he threw my wounded body up over his shoulder and carried me out of the trenches... I guess it was World War one.
I thought how ironic that he was now being ostracized .........
by all those coming into compliance... all the non resistors... moving forward..
like Cattle....
Promoting his further alienation ...... by social design...
The casting of the new spell....
all the followers are offering their blessings over the shit before they flush away the crap left in the toilet by the Raggedy Man standing there on the side of the windswept promontory .
No comments:
Post a Comment