Softly speaking, softly stepping, slowly shriveling inside.
Lies to keep them in line, in motion, influenced. Lies none the less.
No closer to ascension then they were at birth. No closer to winning that silent eternal race of our race. No use.
A higher rank of human, doesn’t exist. Just variations of the same cunning animal. Evolved to manipulate others. Emotions, a handy tool.
One species, not qualified to dictate. But it happens every day. Don’t give in or give up what you feel is right. Hang on.
Wrote this back in June, not sure why I left it but here it is. 😊
I took the pic in my backyard, while watching a thunderstorm.