doctor paradox

Without the doing of some thing brand inappropriate Something unmonetizable Unclickable Untraceable Untradeable | If i don't rend the cloth of this Culture Fit soon i will die Like the coral Like two-thirds of the wild Like the humans on the edge of a rising shoreline In a ceaseless world With iceless poles And icy proles | As the planet heats, Civilization chills; Swallowing our red or our blue pills; Interned into camps of grievers and shills | Grieve i do and for the West Our president the Bigly Best! We'll come and go at his behest Put down your Freedom of Info Requests Baby, you just ain't seen nothin' yet | Joe Walsh got his balls out, and his musket too The Lefties dream of Saskatoon We're all gonna get that Change real soon You'll see when fascism hits High Noon | We'll finish tearing ourselves apart In the streets and in the dark Can no longer recreate in this park Leslie Knope didn't fit the part | She had the mighty audacity To take purview over Benghazi Once Bush and...

are not merely empowered to separate us from discerning fact and fiction. They separate us from debate; civic discourse; meaningful conflict; From coalition-building; compromise; concession. They separate us from each other. Communities seem quaint Common ground, a shifting place Quicksand beneath one's feet We are all swamp things now The eyes ogle, waiting for us to falter -- for sport Our shelf lives grow ever shorter While billionaires transfuse the blood of the young The youth don't want my mid-life crisis It bores them so My tone grates on America's next greats Ideologies wage the fifth world war out on the vast placeless social media savannah Faux fantastical beasts feast upon felled paper tigers One can only hope the most outsized egos Are the biggest dinosaurs When the meteor comes

They've got you scared And on the run Always working hard Never any fun Mindfulness is worthless Mindlessness is key The trick that keeps them them The trap for you and me They got you runnin' 'round Suspicious of any sound Especially from your heart Especially from the ground There's no time to question And no time to be But there for the looking Is what they don't want you to see That worth is not money Worth is not work Value is vulnerability Where your demons lurk Long it's been said That the poorest must toil So the elite can have bread The rich can strike oil We're all at the back of the bus The back of the train Always them vs. us Always for their gain We fight each other Instead of our common enemy Sister torn from brother By self-loathing malady A disease imposed Manufactured at the top Distributed to the exposed Infecting every crop A deep foul sickness Akin to a curse Struggling to escape it Only make it worse Like drowning men We clutch for the shore Gasping...