#remahack

[punkish-at62]

I wish things could change for the better - or that I could die," she wrote in her diary on 5 January 2008. "I am dying anyway - what kind of life is this, so boring, so monotonous, so unpleasant."

http://www.lbc.co.uk/diaries-shed-light-on-womans-life-in-a-cult--120982

[root-of-the-sky]

∂o ¥ou ˚now now’ why no onw could figure out my Code?

Because it was never my Story I was Trying to Tell;

-There was a Man Named Sidney. G. Lewis,

A man I never Met or was Related with, in any means other,

Than The Blood of The Covenant,

-My Mum grew up as his next door neighbouet, 

 she was the one who found him when he died;

He gave her this Book, not because he was ever a man to be remembered by History.

But was Fated to be a Man who Remembers History.

He fought in WW!, a time where Good Common Fecking Sense -

was enough reason to be shot. When the poets, the artists, the Free Thinkers,

Looked at the Bloody Mess we’d got ourselves in and said;

“I wish back home, they could see the tear in EveryMan’s Eye. 

The Pain, the Loss, the Suffering, I just Can’t understand why?”

Why should the HomeFront not feel the Pain our Actions Induce?

Why should We Bow to Lies,

A Masque is a Mask all the Same, is it not. So who’s telling Porky Pies?

Was it me or You who Thought you knew Better? Well Oggy, it’s both.

I can’t explain any Better.

[punkish-at62]

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[root-of-the-sky]

Blake's poem

And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green: And was the holy Lamb of God, On England's pleasant pastures seen! And did the Countenance Divine, Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And was Jerusalem builded here, Among these dark Satanic Mills? Bring me my Bow of burning gold; Bring me my Arrows of desire: Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold! Bring me my Chariot of fire! I will not cease from Mental Fight, Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand: Till we have built Jerusalem, In England's green & pleasant Land

[root-of-the-sky]

Kay, My only gripe with HIStory Is eh, they fuck, where’s HERstory. And how sid ߥµ, and Histeronics and Mysteronics. Two long time Kin. Had to part ways,  To leat the realm grow, beneath their firm feet. Is it possible to wield worth like something more than ´å^®s and Graces then to noter the passing of Time as more then Dynasties of Names? I seek the Great Prolly, mate, i dunno.

[root-of-the-sky]

Extrapolation:

I suppoese 9gag could be seen as a way of life - curiousities and tidbits - to tide ya over.

I prefer Card Games. Have you ever read D.H. Lawrence he wrote my favourite book on the subject. 

Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you've got to say, and say it hot.I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.I want to live my life so that my nights are not full of regrets.

[root-of-the-sky]

ABDUCTION:RATIO

By mixing and mutating I share my Light.

 By Acting for the Power of the People.

I am Balance.

My Greatest Strength

 Is my connection to others.

But by Acting only guided by the Light of my Vanity,

 I Lose Balance.

Viral constitutions are Strong where I am Weak.

We shout not ever abduct another’s Culture,

 Only observe it.

Seeking the Root-Of-The-Sky is how one finds their feet.

 My Pride in myself is my Sovreign Responsibility.

Roots mirror the Gods in the Sky.

I mirror the truth of Nature.

And In That Way I Conquer Mountains.

[punkish-at62]