The phrenology aficionados obsessed with women's fertility and schoolchildren's genitals and ages of consent and hording guns in anticipation of enacting their revolutionary Patrick Henry fever dreams ahead of the coming rapture would like you to know that they are not weirdos.
I know that your god will engulf
All the world
And every last hope
And all the sweet folk
Unless all agree
To bend in the way
Coincidentally
You happen to already be turning
I’m disinterested in
The twists and the turns
Of the story you tell
To make yourself glad
Of the burning
Now I’m posting. Because it’s a great visual, a great reminder of what the differences are in the struggle, and third-crocs are comfy, and useful.
Judgement is a form of discernment,apparently they’re not for you😉