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Karma Kettle

i get it now.... jackasses and elephants are one and the same getting off on control getting rich off our prolonged misery our collective pain is their continued power our division is their weapon of choice to maintain that power- Do pray that the masses open their eyes-grow wise -unite-ignite so together-we the people can pull back the iron curtain of OZ to verify that its just a bunch of self righteous peacocks controlling plastic levers, causing diversions-shifting blame making rules for the serfs but not for themeselves the charlatans and kings,, who play charades and shell games with our souls- rile people up only to shoot them down promising to drain the pus and they do right into the face of our rights-freedoms - dreams. The biggest fear of the elitist is that we the people will stand together demand term limits prune special interests they fear we would slap the mask of humble and restraint (forged from the bones and blood of the masses) to their crooked funhouse faces ...jackasses and elephants...one and the same we're nothing but pieces of coal to them something to be plucked - pressurized-modified into bling around their middle fingers which they stick far up our gl-asses to bore the spirits from our chests ....one and the same in public the jackasses and elephants spar with one another demonize one another though its all just for show for in their darkened pens and stalls they stroke each other off then cackle when our mettle bows in the kiln of their evil whims. The swamp never really drains it just back flows into a karma kettle filling it with the bluest hues and pangs until it comes to a rolling boil.... Jackasses and elephants one and the same I pray someday they simply xplode.

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