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Witnessing In the Mall

I'm at the mall waiting for my new lenses to find their inside home in my old outside frames, Hopefully not like new wine in old opaque skins. I try to engage with an anthro-war story, "The Invisible Woman" Feeling myself silently camouflaged in a sedate sitting area sparsely inhabited only by my eyes searching and ears spying Listening for what invisible witnesses hear and empathically feel "In wartime, trusting the wrong person can prove fatal." How much safer is trust in peace time? anthro-dominated industriously capitalized. Does living Earth even feel like peace time? Or Business As Usual domestic abuse, neglect, silent, but not really nonviolent, atrophy? Degenerating entropy? of a human child's boundless curiosity, enthusiastic health, win/win wellbeing panentheistic luminosity. "Virginia... will do everything in her power to avenge the brave people she lost." Is the only important difference between brave patriotic people and innocent victims of autocracy a sacred v democratic division? between anxious war sacredly declared and every shopping day peace deal making between secularized competing consumer commodifying diplomats Perpetually undeclaring rights of conscientious personal bodies to remain innocent of ballistic nihilistic trauma producing and stress consuming intent. Is hero-worship the only moral distinction between society's righteous reactionary revenge and personal power's need, want, self-righteous entitled greed to avenge? "Virginia knows, now more than ever, that failure is not an option." A lot of pressure stress fear anger internal oppression when mortality and disempowering defeat and disabling wounds physical and mental, natural and spiritual, are not an option When power is a weapon wielded over OtherTribes and cannot be a tool kindly and carefully offered without Othering. Like seeing with win/win restorative lenses in old win/lose traumatized Business As Usual anthrosupremacist frames For spying how exhausted I am by silently witnessing uncivil anthro-war stories.

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