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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The views and opinions herewith extemporized to spur discourse with me, or to be mindful when exercising the right to vote in the country of your existence, which expressed intimation predicated upon read reliable publications such as Mother Jones, Smithsonian Magazine, The Nation, The Week, and TIME Magazine, which trustworthy and reputable sources of information brought to the fore of me noggin an alarming concern for those who consider themselves liberal Democrats, Libertarians and even moderate Republicans aware of avast conglomeration of bullies hell bent on usurping power upon self aggrandizement, or exploitative foreign policy necessitating the need for courageous actions witnessing demagogic control over the inalienable rights inherent in all species to thrive to the limits of their potential unviolated, unmolested, and unharmed. Omnipresent lurch toward authoritarianism... not only self evident across these United States of America, but also prophetic throughout the developed nations of the webbed wide world threatens progressive states' rights linkedin to the former - purported best western country potentially upending hard fought freedoms of nascent life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness manifesting invisible hand, where secular humanism throve against patriarchal churchly dictates early in American history, where radicals of the day destined to stamp out blind faith courtesy antithetical, heretical, and parenthetical () proud zealots awash with indignation (causing more than indigestion) against analogous strait jacket inhibiting once noble savage, whose inchoate acquisition of cognition, and subsequent recognition, where donned liberals of the day trumpeted sedition visa vis fancying, discovering, and broadcasting idea promoting innovative socially mediated shutter flying, twittering, tick tocking contract where biblical ethos did captcha cannibalistic, fatalistic, immoralistic fifty bajillion shades of gray matter as eminent domain established Judeo-Christian paradigm across then global realm, which mindset promulgated hegemony quashing nativist bred beliefs violently lashing, teeth gnashing, saber flashing clashing, et cetera with awakening enlightenment Yes (Blue Oyster Cult) initially fomented Mötley Crüe dead set upon imposing might as right stifling pockets of surprisingly strong resistance fostering eventual seeds of dissent countless times sparking renegade to spill figurative beans to iron maiden adversary fielding winning outcome to totalitarian potentate, nevertheless intermittent feeble mutiny arose quickly jump/kick starting disguised claque to depose the loathsome enemy intent to extinguish belligerent autocrat, who forcefully usurped dominance slaying population of primitive peoples brutally forcing young abducted fecund females to beget progeny populating domain courtesy nasty, ruthless vainglorious warlords wreaking mayhem and bedlam in an angry bird like effort to create opportunistic scenario for successful invasion of the body snatchers, particularly at the helm guiding analogous ship of state one oafish outsize, and portly self proclaimed führer of sought after reich ideally bloviated, inerbriated, and venerated over stuffed ego freezer donning his spiffy, haughty, doughy body sporting noggin atop which sits trademark hirsute orange mop top inciting the capital one furious mob (poised and pregnant metaphorically like tightly coiled tension able, eager, ready, and willing just impatiently waiting proper cue to strike like stormy Daniels) at the mercy of their commander leading his ragtag army in battle imagine dragons bellowing fiery ejaculations where amidst the pandemonium militaristic troops unwittingly hold entire country hostage at gunpoint no exit (stage door left) nor escape for any unfortunate soon to become prisoner seeking soul asylum, an impossible mission (even for one as adept as Peter Graves) caught in the figurative and literal maws of long planned coup d'état fascistic die hard armed force encircling the seat of government miles beyond the outer limits of the concertina wired zone, where dark shadows hover signalling a severe thunderous storm analogous to perpetual edge of night obscuring the sheltering sky depicting deafening soundcloud and the final gasping exhalations of democracy.
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