"Gentlemen, prepare Yes, there is danger ahead But we are heroes. Written in our code It is in our DNA We've earned skin and scars These seas of logic Are full of 'paradoxes' We have dynamite. We sail through winter Eyes scanning for a Spring Day On the horizon Omelas be damned. Let waves wash worst days from mind Best are yet to come We seek a shared realm With no more dream(s) to distract Though they might buoy Our blood sweat and tears Will be worth each step taken Our footfalls swear it They say 'life goes on' Perhaps it does on some shore Here, we claim the NOW!"
Hope and I lay on the summit, even though the hooka is gone. "Tell me a bedtime story." "So all the skeletons stepped forward, and announced themselves as, in fact, sentient. Those that could, stepped back and resealed their skin suits. Other than that, nothing happened. That was how World War III ended that night. Sweet dreams."
"This cat has none tails, and your interest payment is due, for the sun has set, and we are no slaves of yours." "IS IT PRESENTLY LEGAL TO OWN AN INDIVIDUAL IN THE UNITED STATES? ARE CORPORATIONS TREATED AS INDIVIDUALS UNDER THE LAW?" Leviticus 19:13 "'Do not rob your neighbor. Do not hold back the wages of a hired worker overnight.'" "And so Hope announces herself into the narrative with these words 'I hand you The Whip of Power.'" "This nunchuck ball was never given out, per Exodus 20:3. Exodus 20:3 "You shall have no other gods before me." Your interest rate will exceed your pain threshold to repay tomorrow. As such, your illusion of divine power is removed." With that I crack the whip, which forks and forks, as a representation of all possible branches between the beginning of this universe and now. The Tree containing these branches reforms time and again to fit, consistently crushing the dimensions which...
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