You have to take a look.
Is it filled with fraught?
What an obscene thought!
With cautious glance hover,
beneath its forbidden cover,
What will you learn within?
Banned books are a sin.
Once they banned a book
You have to take a look. Is it filled with fraught? What an obscene thought! With cautious glance hover, beneath its forbidden cover, What will you learn within? Banned books are a sin.
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For a game that makes people giddy The latest social fad, I am slow to grab The grid is bright and cheerful So why am I so fearful? The new fad makes me curdle Enjoy that game of wordle! I had a dream last night. I don't often have dreams I remember since my sleep disorder was cured when I was a teen. When I do have them I tend to write books about it. I dreamed I was looking to buy a mansion with a classical facade resting on a cliff near a great lake. The manor had 250 acres of land. The location of this place in my dream was quite specific, and no such location exists on Elm Street in Monroe, and the waterway is the tiny Raison river. The house was dirt cheap (in that I could afford it). There were two property owners, an older hippie woman with blonde hair and a thin guy in his 40's who looked like he just exited a luau.
The guy offers to take me on a tour of the property. It was then that the woman warned that when the wind is blowing north to avoid the electric company across the street because of the giant active toxic black cloud that reaches out to envelope (and kill?) the unwary. I noticed its pulsing blackness and it reminded me that I remembered seeing this when I lived in Monroe as a child and it caused terror in me. (It does not exist). I start touring the property with this guy and I start to notice the property is surrounded by oil refineries and many old out of use factories. The guy takes me inside the factories and starts rummaging through and taking things that did not belong to him. I asked him what he was doing and he said, the owners hire security who are constantly trespassing on his property so he feels it is fine to take what he wants. Nobody is using this stuff. After exploring for a while, we get into his derelict jet plane which he uses to get around. It makes about 400 miles per gallon as long as you use diesel but he was thinking about getting rid of it (for one thing it has no cockpit cover). Somehow we end up being chased on foot inside one of the factories by security guards in black vested military garb. Maybe because my guide stole things? We get to the end of the factory and are almost at the manor when we are blocked by a number of guards. Most of them leave, but we are searched. One asks me, what is this you stole? I look and I am holding an old map. I tell him, I don't know how this got in my hand, It wasn't there a second ago. He chuckles, right. He unrolls it and it is an old map of the State of Alaska inked in red. We go back to the house and I ask to see the electric bills. The lady of the house says no problem. I start going though them and it is very difficult to tell what they are paying monthly for electric. I see the bill is split for the man and for the lady. The lady tells me that the guy's bills are so high because he throws grill parties nightly and has all the lights on. I ponder the bill for the longest time, it is mostly in units of energy used with complex formulas. Near as I can tell they are paying around $5,000 per month for electricity which puts the house outside my ability to afford. I go out to the back yard and sit on a mountain peak surrounded by water and watch as the pretty green clouds turn white, and then shoot past my face in a manor that is dizzying. It is peaceful here. But I am worries I may fall off my perch and fall into the chasm below. I go back into the house and notice the ceilings are decorated with paper birch logs nailed to pallets which are nailed to the the plywood ceilings. So ends the dream. Cancel Culture.
If you have been evicted from your homeland in mass and forced on a death march to a strange land, on a trail of tears, someone has tried to cancel your culture. If your people have been enslaved, and after slavery have been kept systematically illiterate, poor and refused equal rights, someone has tried to cancel your culture. If you are targeted by police, hate groups and general society to the point where you are afraid you may be murdered because of who you are, someone has tried to cancel your culture. If you or your ancestors had to give up your name, your language, your religion or your freedom because the dominant culture fears or disdains your people's otherness, someone has tried to cancel your culture. If someone points out that your culture has historically been savage to other cultures to the point of doing the things listed above, your culture has not been canceled, it has been offered an opportunity to redeem itself. John Lennon requested we give Peace a chance
His album cover was banned because he didn't wear pants Murdered for Fame with no second glance A working class hero, I'll never be A working class hero, I'll never be Johnny Cash is a legend, an American lark But they told him his first wife's skin was too dark If you want to howl like a wolf then don't bleat when you bark A working class hero, I'll never be A working class hero, I'll never be They speak so much bullshit I can't tell what's left or what's right If compassion got left, I don't want to be right It makes me so angry I'm ready to fight A working class hero, I'll never be A working class hero, I'll never be The virus aint real, the election was fake We don't care how much money the President makes Take a reality pill, do it for goodness sake A working class hero, I'll never be A working class hero, I'll never be A bible in school or an elf on a shelf Call me a fool but I think for myself Are your thoughts a religion or reflection of self? A working class hero, I'll never be A working class hero, I'll never be If you want to be a hero, follow no one at all If you want to be a hero, follow no one at all Post-Truth Society
Opinion Notoriety Patriotic Inanity Cultural Lobotomy Judicial Religiosity Hypocritical Piety Militiaman Ferocity Constitutional Atrocity Racist--Just--Subconsciously Denial of Monstrosity Postal Animosity Lack of Curiosity Covid Dubiety Economic Anxiety Climate Impropriety Voter Rights are Wait and See I say with all sincerity
There is no great conspiracy You walk around from A to Z Without a mask and you will see The reaper called Covidity You may walk from place to place Without a mask upon your face Is it some form of cupidity? or just from sheer stupidity? So let's breathe in reality Show some human fealty Place that mask upon your face Show the world that you have grace Word Salad,
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