you are some fucked up, immoral pigs. checking people’s records and claiming that they are not citizens to justify your sick plan to prevent people from voting. every single person should have the right to vote. stop cheating your way through life and see what would really happen. you fuckers could not have any control over america if you didn’t rig the system. grow. the fuck. up.
what a pretty poem :) i like this poet, bryant. the last section says,
So live, that when thy summons comes to join
The innumerable caravan which moves
To that mysterious realm where each shall take
His chamber in the silent halls of death,
Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night,
Scourged by his dungeon; but, sustain’d and soothed
By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave,
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch
About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
for those of you who are alive, when it is time for you to die, don’t do so hastily or in fear, but welcome it as if you are simply going to sleep. it’s just so pretty. i love this.
god, i missed you music. you pump the blood though my veins and help me breathe.