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Time flows by unseen, you are anchored in the past plotting your future.Too busy minding the business of tomorrows and yesterdays..
I shook the hands of time, got him for his wrist watch.
Time may not exist
but
existence may not have much time..
Genocide, Children die, money drives governments to collide, as they lie, loving the bloody bullet.
They pull it, the strings...
we are puppets in a show, only controlled by another because we allow.. we only give them as much power as we allow.
We only allowed them to have control over us because we failed to take the time to gain control over ourselves.. our ideas, our beliefs and our dreams..
You are where you start, when planning on changing things..
Seeing things, a visionary looking to see his vision clearly...searching for creative ways to express the inexpressible..
once our ears are cleared of the wax of ego,
we will hear freedom ring
at the highest decibel

The Internationale ~ Eugene Pottier

Arise ye workers from your slumbers
Arise ye prisoners of want
For reason in revolt now thunders
And at last ends the age of cant.
Away with all your superstitions
Servile masses arise, arise
We'll change henceforth the old tradition
And spurn the dust to win the prize.

So comrades, come rally
And the last fight let us face
The Internationale unites the human race.
So comrades, come rally
And the last fight let us face
The Internationale unites the human race.

No more deluded by reaction
On tyrants only we'll make war
The soldiers too will take strike action
They'll break ranks and fight no more
And if those cannibals keep trying
To sacrifice us to their pride
They soon shall hear the bullets flying
We'll shoot the generals on our own side.

No saviour from on high delivers
No faith have we in prince or peer
Our own right hand the chains must shiver
Chains of hatred, greed and fear
E'er the thieves will out with their booty
And give to all a happier lot.
Each at the forge must do their duty
And we'll strike while the iron is hot.

"GOOD LOVE"

Good Love

We are proud of what we each believe

But should our love intercede

We both need a future

For all our unborn dreams

We both need good love

M.S. Morrison

"UNGRATEFUL WORLD TO THE PEOPLE WHO KNOW" Violeta Vidacak.

go ahead take my picture, just shoot me....
dying is like fallin, fallin, droppin from the sky, into HOLYness, disappearing from all the rest..
take it from the side..
take it upside down..
either way your on the ground.
do you live life by what you hear? mmm thts ashame my dear.
now that your gone you want to go back but you've just been found.
you need sum assistance? well too bad, ahead of you is a long distance.
Yea i said it, have you read it?
what can you do, a fruit is a fruit but you can't change an apple into an orange.
do what is possible, what god gave you the ability to do
this isn't no law, nothin to be legalized, YOU have to REALIZE
its something you live by
closer then your neighborhood wal-mart
its a human art
God created it from the start
i don't just find anything i find everything
it is sometimes unattainable, then i knw everything i want is gainable
a child who is home grown, in there lil body i knw there isn't a bad bone
tell them not to follow the wrong road cuz if they do there minds explode
everyone always talking about wanting peace
stop talkin bout it then war wud decrease
do something for me ? can you do me a favor?
yea. yea. yea. yea. yea.
yeahhh
well you should be a lil braver
take this moment to savor
every bit of flavor
not everything will always be sweet
it isn't yet complete
don't taste nothin if you anit real meat...!?
well i said wht i thought

your attention? was it caught?
if so, maybe, just maybe you will find your next dish...



This is just a taste of what`s to come from Violeta Vidacak.

Check her out at @flochildvee

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Night falls on my perfect abode as I gaze through the window.The sun sets slowly in the distance,leaving only gazes and whispers of yesterday..The colors, yellow and red above and below, this life`s shadow, and deadened trances guided by someone else`s star..The imagination ill from malnutrition.. We can only see as far...as far, As they show.

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They will reach for us.. For what’s beyond those shadows. is the story’s they can teach..We may view them as dead and unlived but their growth, they may flourish and thrive..Ultimately, we have to be, to word Life, is sad, sad is only what we allow it be.. But we need to take the words for them.All Life has a right to live!

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Unique universe, on the earth and in the sky, writing our new love with the stars.. Drum major feelings, the heart beating, creating the bass..keeping our hearts in rhythm... the conscience is a witness, hope, dread and relief.These life-less or (love-less) bodies, falling down around us both, because they can`t keep up..Oh!! what beauty remains---our hearts moving to the never ending waltz..