I can't think of a harder way to go... but I suppose that's why people choose to set themselves on fire. Not like putting a gun to your head or taking some pills. I have nothing to say if someone wants to kack themselves... except for a haunting guilt of not having the words or actions to save them. I'm usually blind-sided, only after they've stopped their hearts that I remember the phone calls and email exchanges that should have warned me... but no, somehow I missed the signs and now they're gone.
Pounding on our eternal door... what's it take to end a well orchestrated war, or a slave state that works well for the folks in power?
How to end passivity of the masses? Surely a demonstration of personal integrity and courage by the best of us can move the least of us out of the way....so that those of us who want to be free... can be.
Because if we lose the best of us; meaning they can't follow their dreams, then there's no wheel, no motorcycles, airplanes, or even good acid from the '60s... and we'll be back to carrying our water in buckets again and die from common colds in our thirties. That's the goal of the power people now... they don't need us anymore and they're a little afraid of us.
The men who taught me, would have laughed at the Trump show ....even if he really did get creased by a bullet; I mean to carry on like he did comes right out of TV Wrestling. Men I knew were tough, had scars and stories to go along with them. Wouldn't leave a friend alone in a fight, knew how to ride, set a bone, make dinner, change a diaper... take a woman to dinner like a gentleman... and leave his cell phone at home. Fuzz
Why write about this now? Don’t know, but whatever Aaron Bushnell died for is still there. I asked the late “Captain” if he ever thought about killing himself.
“No, whenever I feel like that, I kill someone else and the urge goes away…” With The Cap, you never knew… What do you think? Fuzz
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Self Immolation: The State, the Press, and Us. FuzzNews
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Friends,
I can't think of a harder way to go... but I suppose that's why people choose to set themselves on fire. Not like putting a gun to your head or taking some pills. I have nothing to say if someone wants to kack themselves... except for a haunting guilt of not having the words or actions to save them. I'm usually blind-sided, only after they've stopped their hearts that I remember the phone calls and email exchanges that should have warned me... but no, somehow I missed the signs and now they're gone.
Pounding on our eternal door... what's it take to end a well orchestrated war, or a slave state that works well for the folks in power?
How to end passivity of the masses? Surely a demonstration of personal integrity and courage by the best of us can move the least of us out of the way....so that those of us who want to be free... can be.
Because if we lose the best of us; meaning they can't follow their dreams, then there's no wheel, no motorcycles, airplanes, or even good acid from the '60s... and we'll be back to carrying our water in buckets again and die from common colds in our thirties. That's the goal of the power people now... they don't need us anymore and they're a little afraid of us.
The men who taught me, would have laughed at the Trump show ....even if he really did get creased by a bullet; I mean to carry on like he did comes right out of TV Wrestling. Men I knew were tough, had scars and stories to go along with them. Wouldn't leave a friend alone in a fight, knew how to ride, set a bone, make dinner, change a diaper... take a woman to dinner like a gentleman... and leave his cell phone at home. Fuzz
Why write about this now? Don’t know, but whatever Aaron Bushnell died for is still there. I asked the late “Captain” if he ever thought about killing himself.
“No, whenever I feel like that, I kill someone else and the urge goes away…” With The Cap, you never knew… What do you think? Fuzz