I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Monday, August 31, 2020

The good fight

Sorry, spent my morning reading time fighting QAnon lunacy (which is part of their plan, to waste time and soak up energy of the opposition). Might have a small linkee-poo later.

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