Listen
When is the line drawn clearly enough that it will no longer be crossed? Are you watching from the doorway to make sure that things don’t become out of control? Wasn’t the first slap or push or hit enough? Wasn’t your inability to say stop, even if it cost you, collusion?
When does your fear turn to courage? When does your sinking heart begin to scream?
How do you stand there in quiet, frozen in fear. Your life is brief.
Take those legs of yours and stand upon them.
Listen, look and see…
Can you not hear the whole world is screaming?
Can you not hear me?
With you on this. Been overcome with grief for 6+ months, had a freak out which reset my grief-o-matic system some. The jabbed are all around me, so I have little grounding. They are about to bust, some of them for sure. I have told my roomate I think she may die within 3-5 years, because I think it is true and if it were me, I would want to know. Poisonings, slow kill, fast kill. In our faces.
I "hear" dead people.
And they are not screaming for themselves, but for all of those about to join them.
WE MUST DO THE NEXT RIGHT THING!
And the "dividers" must be "conquered."