I don't swim. I can swim, I just don't. Some people like to tell me that's bullshit. "How do you know you can swim, if you never go swimming?" "Just because you swam before, doesn't mean you still can." These people tend to be the kind that Eleven from Stranger Things would call 'mouth-breathers.' I [...]
Tag: control
Caged
Controlled and enslaved Like animals in a zoo Trapped in our cages There is little we can do Our cages are not physical But real nonetheless Bars made not of metal But of race and wealth and class They feed us lies and delusions To keep us all contained Freedom an illusion They [...]
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