The truth isn't everything, but the hunger for it is. - Unknown


Survival is a revolution, radical surrounded as you are by all that would rather snuff you out -a cookie crumbled -a candle extinguished like a cigarette left in an ashtray too long smoldering a dying ember falling leaves autumn November... But no, live- rise, rebel (give 'em hell) emit even a spark- a glow -grow and give light warm with your flame be fiery and create a flowering become fertile fields birth a renaissance of mind, of spirit, of shimmering soul.

© azure warrior


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