Ever So Present Ruining of Our Nation

The rest of our body is not a floating parade ... Back when we stumbled around without realizing the heart heavy loss. Near a Prophet olive wood Chair healing, They found us.

Middle eye could see everything. Fighting through the stages with back pain ... Solid. No excuses Ground! Mammal kindness is seen. Life tells us, "Become stronger with a giant amount of gentleness."

We are exhausted.

Cruel hope is a tease here now ... plenty of waiting napping. Celebrating in this way. How does your quietness seem? Love lightness of being denied in so many ways. Nauseatingly dramatic for our taste or sedated attitude. They do not live here anymore. We hear your voices. He touched our ruminating mind with his gloved hand.

We sensed the tainted tracing everywhere above and underground. Blinded is the house of sharing, "Use to be(z)." ( day) Thinking about something has turned to a type of androgynous blindness ... in the good sense. No more sleep. Thirst and nothing worth waking for. We taught Non Violence Grade School Crime Evidence War 103 and No Longer Functioning Politics 101 ... Well enough. Should we take to the streets with hand painted picket signs now? Colonial columns what the hell! Give us a break from your lack of decency! Accountability does not live in a gold plated office or its other holes.

Fail-Less ... Juste ... Goya ettica Trembles ... Limp Char-Lotta ...

Can't afford to rest.