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Silent Skirmishes

Words as offensive weapons dwell on ugliness of bad-humored life. Words as effective tools dwell on beauty and truth of good-humored health, empowerment, love. Yet, swords become plowshares. Plowshares are repurposed as unwieldy swords. Regenerative intent becomes degenerative chaos. Degenerative discontent becomes regenerate tipping points within silent complexity. Can words become weapons for active peace? And still tools quietly feeling unresolved in silent external/internal wars? Between curious ancient communioned minds and courageous ego-independent bodies, Between original health-tooled womb memories And today's wealth-weaponed tidal means, unsustained strength yet resiliently flowing ways, transparent patriarchal dissonance revoicing maternal confluence, empowering vulnerability; revolutionary stillness actively listening between quiet health-wombed rememories. Wisely employed wellness tools for feminist well-being weapons; cooperatively-managed words for hearing beatific Truths, re-seeing Ways, rekindling communicating Lives; Revolutionary politics, awesome economics, wondrous revitalization, compassionate communion.

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