Impossibilities
Impossible
Today you may win, but tonight you shall lose.
In words of a great man,
“The over bearings of a sustainable society will eventually collapse by the efforts of the very people it has sworn power over.”
So beware; the tides are shifting as the night arises, the rains will fall, and the winds howl their lonesome tunes.
The sun shall shine only once the bonds of your evil embodiment break.
Until then,
though,
however barren the future may seem,
hope shall break through all. For that is our purpose; hope.
Hope that we are not ruled by one man or woman.
Not ruled by petty restrictions or ignorant policies.
Not governed in every single way in the vain confidence that we can be tamed…
- You blind yourselves with the Impossible.
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