Børedøm asshole parades

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There’s dust piling up to the sky on these black and white pictures. And yet we’re so damn sure again that we’re the ones in the right. In total control by our laws and rules. The ones to define right and wrong. The ones to judge what’s justified and what’s evil. This is how the forces work that keep us restrained. The ruinous state of one more disastrous construct that humans have created. Reinventing the same bullshit again. Error detection and feedback system: Too much sickness in all of these fucking holier-than-thou parades. Asshole parades!

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