Thursday, August 27, 2026

Ότι/ινα

 


It was a slow roll of death the year of 2026

"Don't speak ill of the dead"

What?

The wife that let her husband sexually assault the little girls around him was not a heroine. 

The woman that was never satisfied with her self was not a heroine.

The mom that killed her children was not a heroine.


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It's been some time let's go for a spin around here and there. I keep waiting for others to wake and they go backwards like dullards that can only see one path. The Christian siren with her rainbow unicorn with excuses and sleeves and cares for nothing but things. The death of Christianity is a-round the corner. A corner we've already seen. 


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The metallic hum from the silver machine heated the air. Inside the machine all the information from every publication known to mankind was available. All they have to do is look and compare. 


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"What are the odds?"

"So there is a chance."











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