We have the right to act, lash out. We can defend, lash back. Idol minds without outlet just lash, with their finger on the button. That button upon a press will embody that bodyís ultimate power. It is their scream their gun their exploding eyes with exploding lashes. Like shrapnel. Relief from fear. I just want a better feeling than this. They all have better lives. Only I am as depressed as the groundlings. And they tease. They stomp our sand castles and knock over our milk. They read our diaries and mock our crush. So I take arms and take aim. I can. If not the King of England will come to my door and start pushing me around. Just like Homer said. Our image of a modern day profit, philosopher. Because there is no such thing as a non-profit philosopher anymore. Competition is our heartbeat that beats hearts until they bleed. Then those bleeding hearts cry out in vein. Help me help you. Out stretched veins like fingers missing gaps. The world is too big for one voice, too big for one eyeball, too big to be global anymore. Everyone return to your homes and places of business. Recognize your world as the same one as when you were six years old.

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