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The delicate strings of fear wrap around another statistic's throat. The home viewer gets another animated victim to pity. The horrors of antigender violence are rooted in traditionally force fed superiority for which there is no one to blame but ourselves. 

No solid foundation for the suffering, we inflict useless pain. A sacrifice for profit, fulfilling the quota, nothing is gained. Denounce the role that animals play. Why do they die? Selfish lust imprisoned by your vanity, cleansed with guilt. In these tests t...

And if at any time it should fall, I will raise and carry the banner of hopelessness and lead its war. I would die in theater for that which itself is infallible and undying. 

Let this stand as a monument to my abandonment and submission to the clutches of consumption. A penance of control for the iniquity of breath. It is irrefutable that we become apostle to mechanism. It is design that orchestrates the perpetuity of tyranny and d...

The shattered mirror holds the only truth, the sole reflection of our existence which is broken into fragments. Each frail piece holds a distorted view of double standards and hidden agendas. Each sliver captures a cracked glimpse of scenarios of our exploitat...

This shattered mirror holds the only truth, the sole reflection of our existence which is broken into fragments. Each frail piece holds a distorted view of double standards and hidden agendas. Each sliver captures a cracked glimpse on scenarios of our exploita...

Take the "F" out of life and you have the truth 

When will we concede that there is an absolute significance deficit in the concept of the human being. That rape is indigenous to our existence and that already we can never and will never be able to pay the debt of blood upon this land. Burn alive all humanki...

Quarantined by the plague of government. Ideological barriers of ignorance. Lives changed by concrete. Suppressed by autocracies throughout the centuries. 

These are the debit souls. Force fed notions of nation and bearing rags of sovereigns yet to fall. They play servant to lines in the sand. They are the shrapnel embedded in the womb of history and of all time to come. Wartorn is the unborn. The undead martyr....

Figment options stand upon platforms of contention promoting themselves as products. Their proposals are ultimatums and nothing more than a higher form of bribery, mere scenery for the self identured and parasite to a false sense of obligation. No choices offe...

I want to do everything yet I sit and do nothing. All that say, says nothing at all. Does mere existence truly justify itself? Optional in your world of confusion, powerless in my world of frustration. You seem to laugh, I sit and cry. In this world we all los...