Mongoose Soul

Snowflakes- fragile as they are. Silently gather upon granite slopes. In fantastic avalanche like clusters. Burying the cancel cultist narc and the blinded woke... wonderful- wonderful avalanche- Weak minded cancel cultist feel threatened by everything. Except for themselves and their barber pole thoughts. Screaming diversity. Never mentioning unity. What a lonely slog through life it must be. The squirrels once basked in vats of Elon's musk. Now the slightest scent of a mind unchained. Finds them gnashing yellow teeth-burning brains. Now they're eating their own... for lunacy is unsustainable. Enjoy the show-enjoy the show. Now a clueless squirrel had the nerve to toss the nuts of God in my face. When it had gleaned Jesus out of everything. So go ahead-hypocritical asp. Spit your venom... My mongoose soul just laughs!