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I think about how small of a fraction of this great equation I make up and it's sickeningly comforting. If we want to we can become swept up in the system, become meat-puppets and live to further someone else . Then die uncontent and programmed. If the reason for life isn't to love then why are we here? If seeing a bird pick up a cracker and fly away doesn't fill you with such awe and amazement and warmth that you freeze then what's the point? Life's to short to be unobservant, to brush off the little things and become a robot. If you never take the time to wonder what your dog is thinking, why have one? I would give a life's fortune to understand life more, to understand people and nature. "Antliz der zeit" : the face of our time. We can clone sheep but we can't sure cancer or aids. We will fight for some oil wells and turn our backs on the tibetians. Foriegn policy? More like the international banker. I'm "desperate for changing, starving for truth." Like sheep to the slaughter we're fed what the media filters to us, what they deem is sufficiently gory or politically adherent. And we sit there mesmerized by the flickering images on our TV's and the black and white print in our papers.
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