Showing posts with label down with wokeness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label down with wokeness. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 13, 2022

The left hates that males and females are separate sexes

The left hates that males and females are separate sexes. they want all to be a blob. they want you to believe that all males are females. they want you to believe that all females are male. they want all children to be neuter blobs. this is sickening. this is destruction of the mind. God meant for us to be male and female. we are not meant to be blobs. your own soul tells you that this is so. there is a distinction between boys and girls. what do your eyes tell you? what does your brain tell you? think about it for a moment. this is what they do not want you to do. they want your blind fear and obedience to a cause

Sunday, July 10, 2022

Beware, young people!

 Beware, young people! Reality does not exist any more! There's nothing to wake you up from your thoughts! There's nothing to wake you up from your imagination! People are afraid! People are scared! It's not any use to be brave. You get crushed! It's not any use to be noble! You get sued! They always win! So don't imagine! There's no waking up!

Wednesday, July 6, 2022

How could I have known I would need to remember your laughter, Lauren K. Alleyne

 

How could I have known I would need to remember your laughter,

Lauren K. Alleyne

the way it ricocheted—a boomerang flung 
from your throat, stilling the breathless air.

How you were luminous in it. Your smile. Your hair 
tossed back, flaming. Everyone around you aglow.

How I wanted to live in it those times it ignited us 
into giggles, doubling us over aching and unmoored

for precious minutes from our twin scars—
the thorned secrets our tongues learned too well

to carry. It is impossible to imagine you gone, 
dear one, your laugh lost to some silence I can’t breach,

from which you will not return.

for Fay Botham (May 31, 1968–January 10, 2021)

Владимир Набоков К России

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