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sorry i cant hang out i forgot how to mimic human like behaviour

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yessss feminism

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its so brave that you have such a 2012-coded url in this 2024 world

would you call a bear brave for standing in a new construction suburb or would you recognize the unfamiliar world they built around him

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its like you dont even want to sell your life to a corporation

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One nostril clogs another one opens or however the saying goes

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Richard Brautigan's "I Was Trying To Describe You To Someone"

I was trying to describe you to someone a few days ago. You don’t look like any girl I’ve ever seen before. I couldn’t say: “Well, she looks just like Jane Fonda except that she’s got red hair and her mouth is different and of course she’s not a movie star.” I couldn’t say that because you don’t look like Jane Fonda at all. I finally ended up describing you as a movie I saw when I was a child in Tacoma, Washington. I guess I saw it in 1941 or ‘42: somewhere in there. I think I was seven or eight or six. It was a movie about rural electrification and a perfect 1930s New Deal morality kind of movie to show kids. The movie was about farmers living in the country without electricity. They had to use lanterns to see by at night, for sewing and reading, and they didn’t have any appliances, like toasters or washing machines, and they couldn’t listen to the radio. Then they built a dam with big electric generators and they put poles across the countryside and strung wire over fields and pastures. There was an incredible heroic dimension that came from the simple putting up of poles for the wires to travel along. They looked ancient and modern at the same time. Then the movie showed Electricity like a young Greek god coming to the farmer to take away forever the dark ways of his life. Suddenly, religiously, with the throwing of a switch the farmer had electric lights to see by when he milked his cows in the early black winter mornings. The farmer’s family got to listen to the radio and have a toaster and lots of bright lights to sew dresses and read the newspaper by. It was really a fantastic movie and excited me like listening to “The Star-Spangled Banner” or seeing photographs of President Roosevelt or hearing him on the radio. “… The President of the United States…” I wanted electricity to go everywhere in the world. I wanted all the farmers in the world to be able to listen to President Roosevelt on the radio. That’s how you look to me.

#wow.... #wow ok!! #(walks into a ravine)

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when the night air through the window is desolate and lonely>>>>>>

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(english butler voice) Will you be making an attempt on your life this evening, sir?

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mantras for 2024

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a post even a mutual couldn't love

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Don't let the media make what's happening with Israel, Iran and Jordan into some "middle-east problem" again. This was entirely orchestrated and encouraged by the US and the UK. Israel initiated every attack against Lebanon, Syria, Palestine, and Iran. Israel KILLED, targeted, the children and grandchildren of Palestinians political leaders. And the US could've stopped all of this by simply not giving Israel money and weapons bu they didn't.

The Western media has constructed this narrative that countries like Iraq and Iran are the problem and the western nations are the antidote keeping their 'terrorism' at bay. No, they have always and at all times started the conflicts, or worsened them.

Because they want the land, they want hegemony over the resources of that region and that is it. And they've demonstrated already by killing over 33,000 people that they'll do anything.

Stop joking about World War 3 and take the loss of lives and the horror of what is happening seriously. This cannot keep escalating

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ROMANCE DAWN TRIO

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thoughts on media?

Great question thank you. We have to stop it

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— Tennessee Williams, Notebooks

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And at last, the Archivist looks up.

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