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Wednesday, March 24, 2010
The paranoia is in bloom,
The PR, the transmissions, will resume, They'll try to push drugs to keep us all dumbed down, And hope that we will never see the truth around, SO COME ON! Another promise, another scene,Another package not to keep us trapped in greed, With all the green belts wrapped around our minds, And endless red tape to keep the truth confined, SO COME ON! They will not force us, They will stop degrading us, They will not control us, And we will be victorious! SO COME ON! Interchanging mind-control, Come, let the revolution take its toll, If you could flick a switch and open your third eye, You'd see that we should never be afraid to die, SO COME ON! Rise up and take the power back, It's time that the fat cats had a heart attack, You know that their time's coming to an end, We have to unify and watch our flag ascend! SO COME ON! They will not force us, They will stop degrading us, They will not control us, And we will be victorious! ------------------------- So Powerful ---> from MUSE-Uprising
Monday, March 22, 2010
Yes ... yes, it is a happy moment and traditionally worth celebrating.
Can we get on with our lives without being forced to attend the useless parties.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Some memories stick like a gum under your pants, you have to have worked very skillfully before so you could fucking even brush it.
This is related to the backward, dogmatic, and senseless thought process of MOM generations back home. It was the first time that I thought "GOD, I hate this --> any way out?". Followed by useless efforts to get my own place or with roommates (which is again not possible back home because of another backward thought process.) Followed by effortless move to "pursue" my education in US. After some 13 years after that incident, this is my thought "Still I hate it, really badly". Now the memory --> why your friend showered here? GROW UP.
Tuesday, March 09, 2010
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