

Decades LaterDec. 21, 2007Decades Later
The bread prepared this morning was fantastic. A sort of marble rye. I threw on some pastrami. Delicious! I would continue my breakfast, but I'm to present a speech to inform the people of my beloved motherlands status and situation. I'd much rather walk the dogs today. It's one of those beautiful carefree days where the sun shines bright on the statues of white marble and warms my face with a delicate heat. The breeze is gorgeous and light and not too cold for the winter. To think we are at war... No matter. The progress of my people depend on


The Death of Good MenFaced with no choice,The Death of Good Men
We stumble upon greatness. One way, one path. One destiny. Freedom propels us before it destroys us. Running empty on a road trip to Relief. So we bore and grow lethargic. Hunting down apathy and justification for
Our lack of dedication to motivation. Faced with no choice, we manifest destiny. Launched into a purpose. To fight and resist. Never giving in Until we grasp Freedom by the neck. Freedom of choice.
Freedom to rot in indifference. Wired to choose the handout, Rather than the handgun. But when faced with no ch


MERRY X-MAS TO THE GOOD DOCTORTwas the night before Christmas, and all in the ward The patients were screaming, the nurses were boredMERRY X-MAS TO THE GOOD DOCTOR
The organs were hung by the chimey with care In hopes that new viruses will be growing in there
The children were tied tight in there bed The thoughts of the Doctor filling their head
The Doctor with her gloves, and tools of incision And to the patient, she laughed "To hell with precision!"
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, Which made the Doc jerk, and caused a big splatter
Away to the window, she flew like a flash And who eve
The Matron
WW2 planes
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