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joy's Quote: "How do I ensure your hate will not start runnng through my veins?" 400 years of active resistance, to rebel meant death in ignoble and heinously applied applcations. Anger and the frustrations of futility exist as I type these hateless responses to inexcusable evil. You survive until policy changes, war simmers down to an equable peace for this decade or denomination of days. Less perseverance, more practicality; the species always errs toward preservation, the goal of every lifeform. War zones take guilty and innocent. Revenge takes on formulamatic edges, unacceptiveness remains when there is no resultant justice. War offers none.
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This poem speaks of inhumananitarianistic practices and the need for humanism's return. Thank you for sharing ideation from this end of the emotional spectrum
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Lady A
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Insightful reflections on
Insightful reflections on joy's powerful words. There's life-altering guidance in your worldview: "Revenge takes on formulamatic edges,/ unacceptiveness remains when there is no/ resultant justice. War offers none."
May wisdom prevail in the storm.
It Is A Storm
Life mimics nature - poets tug at the threads of reality trying to re-ravel the unraveled. It used to get better. When does that happen?
~A~
I wish I knew. Helplessly
I wish I knew. Helplessly watching the runaway threads.
Depending On How
Russia responds to missile attack; if they spin it as NATO, learning to create a cross stitch PEACE Sample pattern may be the thread's knot. To be hoped.
~A~
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