"Even Now... The Pieces are All Coming Together- For a Wide and Far-Reaching Justice- That Will Touch Every One of Us."
Step away from the cellphone. Turn around. Put your hands... in your back pockets. Now pretend you are wearing high heels... shimmy to the left... shimmy to the right... and you do the tranny-humanism shuffle all night.
Listen to what that internal radio station is playing. The one you've been hearing ever since you got the genetically targeted vaccine, or... was that The Virus? Virus? Vaccine? Virus? Vaccine? Don't you listen to that bad Kennedy man if you don't want any men in black on your own grassy knoll.
A culture rises and falls on the quality of its art. A culture is defined by the quality of its art. When I say art, I mean music... visual graphic expressions... inspired poetry and prose; what you hear... and what you see... and what inspires thee. Does it lift you up or... does it bring you down? ♫Don't bring me down! Don't bring me down...♫