philosophy
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I purge myself of hate I will not discriminate, I purge myself of jealousy No longer will I feel envy, I purge myself of negativity And all its toxicity.
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Stop looking down At the poor and the migrants, Start looking up At the rich wealthy bankers, It’s not the poor and the migrants That is shrinking your wage, It’s those up above you That is taking much more, You go to prison when you break the law, But they don’t, because they got the…
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https://substack.com/profile/65541207-fauxcroft-wade/note/c-138553645?r=130rx3
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The continuum of consciousness Spinning around like a vortex Revolving in a cosmic paradigm shift, Like a universal quantum gift, Throughout the stars are memories Scattered like a shattered pane, Reflecting images of past timelines Without and real traceable rhythm or rhyme.
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You’ve loved, you’ve lost, you’ve, struggled, you’ve felt pain, you’ve celebrated, you’ve been euphoric, you’ve found yourself again, you’ve felt proud, you’ve felt shame, yet here you are still standing, still surviving, still playing the game, I reckon that makes you amazing, a fighter, a survivor, a worthy member of the human race.
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My mind is focused on what is right Trying to illuminate the dark with light, I am not trying to preach but I beseech People must work towards love and peace, Put aside divisions around colour and creed We should all pull together in unity, And learn to share all and create equality So no…
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Your inner being will couse with the power of the climax that will shudder through your inner most secretly places after my conscious touch slides deep within you.
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Leave me here at midnight in the witching hour, feel the arcane frequency of old Eldritch power,somewhere dwelling in the dell you will surely find me, but you wish you never had if you’ve ever been mean and cravenly deceitful before my eyes to see.
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I see all your progress And it’s not aimed at me, Or other working people Within our society, I mean what are they going to do When they lose their jobs, To AI or to the robots Even the supermarket jobs, Are becoming automated, What will happen to people When they are no longer needed,…
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What kind of people Burn kids to death And shoot them in the head, What kind of people Starve them until their final breath, How little humanity Must you possess inside, Then deny you actually do this Right in front of our eyes, Thinking we can’t see through your lies.
fauxcroft 