philosophy
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Our lives are parody’s And we are all bad actors, And as we watch from a far We can’t believe how bad we are, At living a life that we wrote And how we carried on, Well that was a joke, We were given free will And we surrendered it up, To some power mad
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Among the pines I lay her supine, Staring at the sky Wondering if it’s a lie, Our existence as we know it Or are dimensions away, In another time and place Dreaming of us laying here, And all of our tears and fears Are all just lost in illusion, Where a kiss of passion That
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Vermilion nights With tangerine dreams, And days coloured in aquamarine And filled with transcendental meanings, All of this works against the machine And the echoes of spiritual themes, Only seen by those who remember where they have been When travelling the cosmic anomalies, And manifesting on higher frequencies Know that life and death is just
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As artificial intelligence continues to advance at an unprecedented pace, its presence in the workplace grows increasingly prominent, transforming how businesses operate and decisions are made. From automating routine tasks to analyzing vast amounts of data, AI offers remarkable efficiency and precision. However, despite these impressive capabilities, there remain critical areas where AI falls short—particularly
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Less we forget the brutal act, and inhumane order that ended the life of 6 year old Hind Rajab as she sat crying in a car with 6 dead family members before the IDF was ordered to murder her. She was shot dead as they fired 355 bullets into the car. A 6 year old
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A new year message and one of joy A wish to save all girls and boys, To uplift our society into peace So all hardship and suffering can be released, Without restrictions, without censorship We should move forward to heal all the rifts, Regardless of nation, sex, faith or colour We should be unifying to
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What a year, could it get worse Full of pain and too much hurt, And it will carry on this way Until we unite and demand change, And fight back against the dark powers Taking us to the midnight hour, We need to bond regardless of faith Or political alligience sexuality or gender, We need
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White frost covering all around On an ice cold day, I see my breath, Cars covered white in a sheet The ground feels slippery under my feet, Life seems suspended as few venture out Cobwebs are easy to view on trees in full sight, Puddles frozen and have a reflective sheen, There’s something comforting about
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Punk stands for peace, autonomy and change Not sucking from a system that instills shame, Upon those who are struggling in poverty We stand against nuclear weapons through CND, We fight for the environment and animal rights We represent the oppressed in their desperate plight, To free themselves from tyranny and oppression Being an anarcho-punk
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Treat people with respect And be willing to show love, Don’t look at them suspiciously And then attempt to judge, Treat them as a friend before a foe You can’t judge people on what you don’t know, Regardless of faith or the colour of skin Forget gender or sexuality Treat everybody as your kin, And
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