May 1st, 2004
Something is not quite right. I am being suffocated. I look around and people are in unison. Walking to the same step. Following their pre-defined path. They are no longer alone. They are one. Obey, conform, and continue.
Our senses have been numbed. We have been poisoned. Our freedom has been compromised. Our imagination has been suppressed and replaced by television, a mass brainwashing tool. Transmitting transient images carefully selected to… Continue>>
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