we can talk about the hearts that are true, and we can be lucky enough to experience them by luck and chance, but the reality is that they don't matter, either.
blind, the lot of you.
we have to stand together before we can be free again, and to do that we have to see what's happening. i'm not going to waste my time getting run over by tanks - i'd be contradicting myself. but, i will insist on subverting this authority in any way i can - and drawing as much attention to the actual facts, as they are, as i can.
there is only one thing that can be done, and we won't do it - we'll do anything but it.
our collective idiocy strikes again, and once again manifests itself in a collective expression of mass masochism, as though all we can ever comprehend is self-flagellation, just as they did in the days of the plague.
you read parmenides, and it seems stupid, until you live long enough to realize the truth of it: nothing changes, in the end. we're fucking stagnant. forever.