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#prayerhands #projecthumanity A spark, A spark Within the dark An ember glowing on the hearth, Awaiting care, A breath of air, To fan a flame that all can hark.
I siècle d'évolution scientifique, économiques et sociales I.
(I'm not gonna bother repeating myself xP lol) FAMILY DIVERSITY part 4 COHORT: This refers to a group of people (a cohort) who have shared common experiences of the world which have resulted in...
(Don't bother liking this, it's not a story or poem it's As Sociology revision notes, unless you enjoyed reading this a lot then fair enough lol.
So I've come to a new conclusion. A resolution that includes only a few. To start anew a red revolution. To bring retribution to the tried and true. To refresh and restart the lives of this state.
When I first joined, after a prompt from the App Store in its first few days of existence, I instantly downloaded it.
#projecthumanity It has been about 12 hours since I posted an Opuss called Project Humanity, a piece talking about a project that I am starting to try and resurrect a sense of humanity in this...
Imagine there's no heaven. It's easy if you try. No hell below us. Above us only sky. Imagine all the people. Living for today. Imagine there's no countries. It isn't hard to do.
I want to walk. In the direction of the wind. I want to talk. And speak words they can't rescind. I want to live. In a world where names don't matter. I want to give.
I have many inspirations. I know I was supposed to pick one but, I couldnt choose between the three.
4 years. 4 years I've had this story in my head. And only there. For 4 years I've mentally created this characters and written and rewritten the plot.
Once upon a time people didn't hate you the second you speak. Once upon a time people didn't judge you by how you looked. Once upon a time people didn't criticize everything you did.
First came Jackie Kennedy Who women idolised and adored Her sense of style so graceful- Pink Pillbox hat sales soared.
Tankards full of beer, Pewter stained and sodden. I miss pubs how they used to be... Now they've gone all modern. I long for that brewed beer.
At what point would you stand up and take control. Soon to be king you look upon your people. The country no longer as great as it once was. Laws are archaic and recession bites hard.