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"Capitalism tends to destroy its two sources of wealth: Nature and Human Beings"
Karl Marx
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1991 - Fidel Castro speaks about the failures of Capitalism.
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what if Leon played the videogame?
[oc] Bedtime Worm
recurring dead wife flashback where it becomes increasingly apparent that the person remembering her has dishonestly claimed a romantic dynamic to their relationship that never actually existed and erased any conflict that ever existed between them now that she's no longer able to say no to them
dead wife flashback where each time we see her she looks more confused and upset by how she's remembered, then desperate and furious, until she's hammering on the glass screaming to be let out
this isn't how it happened. you know this isn't how it happened. but you still keep coming back, keep disturbing my grave so you can play out your fantasies. voyeurs crowding around my autopsy, straining for the best view; pawing through my entrails like grubby butchers trying to find some golden meaning in blood and shit because you can't bear to face the cold light of truth. you just can't bear the thought of never having really known me at all.
‘jonathan and the brides’ milwaukee ballet production of michael pink’s dracula