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So let's get on with it. We must put the case for Brexit anew. We must take nothing for granted. It doesn't matter what we do with the money. We can put it in the NHS or buy pink elephants with it. The point is it's hard working British peoples' money and it should be spent on them. The EU is not democratic. The people who run it are oligarchical despots - and not benevolent ones either. Paying all this money for "free trade" - what a contradiction in terms! And who benefits? Not the ordinary people who stump up the cash! And why, for this "free trade" do we have to let Brussels/ Strasbourg (EU have two Parliaments) make 59% of our laws? How does that work? Well, it doesn't. We only rubber stamp their commands in our Parliament. We are vassals and our Parliament is a puppet EU...
"This body is not me. I am not caught by this body. I am life without boundaries. I have never been born. I will never die. Look at me. Look at the stars and the moon. All of them are me, are manifestations of me. So smile to me, take my hand, say goodbye that we will see each other right away after this. We will see each other in every walk of life. We will recognize each other again...
When we were children, he was a father. He carried us through a snow, and dictated commands from forts falling under enemy ice. He held us above the water and swam like he could fly to the millions of suns sewn into the waves. He shot fireworks that burst into night-glitter over our heads and dressed the stars. He spilled us stories and we washed in the puddles until we...
Riding on The City of New Orleans Back in the nineties, I rode the train made famous in the song " The Train they Call the City of New Orleans" departing the Big Easy and all the way to the Windy City. It all started innocently enough. I had a close friend and colleague in New Orleans who was skittish about flying. I never have suffered that fate - I figured if the plane I am on...
Mommy said she made a monster But she cried too, and couldn't see I asked her if her tears were water She sobbed and kept on drowning me So I swam forward to her arms She crossed her heart and hoped to God Bubbles burst in rushing swarms Like whispers buzzing throats to knots She dropped her head and let me die I watched her pulled down in a wave...
Some cheeky person just made this story come to mind. Has that ever happened to you? Thinking or talking about something else and poof…up pops a story that is not really related. Anyway - I guess that's how the glorious, sleep-deprived, slightly aging mind works, eh? This is just a little story - but I think it's worth telling. When I left 'ole # 2 (the sadist) I was working at the...
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