If you make a comment against our planned war, we’ll cuff you, and stuff you, in Gitmo for sure.
You malcontents rub us, we’ll make your lives hell! So shut the fuck up! We’ve got war to sell!
The trouble with democracy is, it’s so fragile. Like the bill of rights; if you take one away, you take ten, it doesn’t matter. You know what I mean?

I have seven questions that have been bothering me all week long! Can anyone answer these? Oh! That’s another question!

1. Where is the wind?
2. Every Monday morning, do you feel like you’ve failed?
3. Every Friday, after work, are you full of hope?
4. How do Turtles fuck?
5. When did you first realize that you were a person?
6. How did it feel when you found out you were a person?
7. What came first-the human or the being?

Hey, something came up in a commenbt I was answering.
Here it is:
Why do the doctors examine a guy just before they execute him with lethl injection?
To make sure he's healthy enough to execute!!!!????

When did we find the need to kill each other? Surely the first rock that fell on the first human, killing him, was met with a sense of sorrow. I am certain that we didn’t just walk on by with no thought of loss! Was there an emotional connection between early man and his likenesses? Of course there was, and we did realize that we were not indestructible. We could be crushed by things, and sent into nothing more. What was that first feeling? How did we react? This was indeed, a momentous occasion. Man could take a rock and crush another into death! The idea of war was begun.
Biblically speaking, the art of killing was, allegedly, first spawned by Cain.

“Adam! Oh, Adam, something terrible has happened!” Eve cried out.
“What is it now Eve,” Adam was exhausted from another day’s hunt.
“It’s Abel, he’s been killed!”
“Holy shit, where is he?” Adam jumped from his Antelope skin bed.
“Out in the garden. His head has been crushed! Adam,” Eve came to Adam, cautiously, “I think Cain did it!”
“What are you, Columbo or something!” Adam was sarcastic.
“The rock lies beside him, with Abel’s blood upon it. It is...it’s Cain’s favorite rock!”
“You are freaking shitting me! Doesn’t he know that we are just starting to create human life here? God, we can’t have our own kids killing each other yet! We’re just getting started, damn it!” Adam and Eve ran to the garden, and sure enough, there lay Abel, deader than a beached fish! They found Cain in the fields, loaded with remorse.
“Cain, why have you done such a terrible thing?” Eve begged her son.
“What the hell are you thinking Cain?” Adam protested. “We haven’t even bred females yet, so you guys can propagate the species!”
“Twas jealousy, my father. You always loved Abel more than I. And besides, isn’t it a sin to inbreed within the family?”
“Well, how in the hell else are we gonna do this?” Adam raged with anger at Abel’s insinuation. “I don’t care what those blow bag conservatives say, we either inbreed or we don’t continue!”
“So, what be my fate Father?” Cain asked.
“Well, we’ll have to banish you to the wilderness, and a life of locusts, and wild animals. There is nothing out there. You will live your life alone. Come on Eve, we’ll have to fornicate fast. We’re going to have to start all over again. Damn it Cain, see what you’ve caused.”
“Yeah sure, Dad, you just want to boff mom some more, You always liked that better than me too!”
“Watch it bucko, there’s more than one rock around here!” Adam and Eve took Cain to the far reaches of the wilderness, and left him alone.
“I’ll not bother with good bye, Cain. You have committed a foul sin against God.”
“Hey, up yours, Dad!” that was the last Aadm and Eve saw of Cain.

However, years later, they found out that, somehow, Cain managed to find a female. He had a shitload of kids, and live out his life in happiness, and satisfaction.
Go figure!

It is the greatest sin of man, to kill the child. It is my constant anguish about all war. Look into the next child’s eyes, and you will see the light of truth. They have not formulated anger, mental pain, or hate for another, because of color, religion, geography, or belief. They love all who look into them. Their eyes do not, yet, see what we have seen. Granted, they will soon take judgements of the world depending on the hostility pointed toward them, but now, they see only goodness, if you look into them. Their only defense against the bad, is to cry. When humans love each other, the desire to continue, continues. They bear the children of the world; the children come from love of the world. They are the soft, shining bubbles of human lives.

Bubbles

We will be at ease my friends, from a sea of pain and sorrow;
we will wee war, finally, end from the battle, above the bubbles.
The bubble can stop the bullet! The bubble may stop the bomb!
I can’t be there with you, but I’m with you just the same;
my work is done, peace will come, and name you as its brother.
We have always called for love to win, a calm before the war.
You claimed no anger in your sin, a certain justice for revenge.
Where is justice when it kills the child?
Before they sinned you, you sinned them!
Trace the past back to the dawn, and find the answer there.
You have stood in the doorway of peace and knocked only once,
then warred!
Why do you call it peace you seek, when before you came, you wanted to throw a rock!
You said you believed in me, yet you cry to kill another!
You have always fought my coming, now you seek me as your way.
Only the tyrant can bring me forth; it is you, who brought me to this time,
and I will smite the man who angers me!
I love the light of truth; in you, that light does not shine.
So I seek the eyes of the child.
The true light of the child’s eyes, is the only real light in man.
To close that light with sudden bomb, and bullet, is the ultimate sin.
The child, in his truth, does not see the anger of the bullet.

The child is your truth!

The child, who cares nothing of the ways of man, can not stop the bomb from falling.
Men have killed each other forever;
it will not cease until those men truly, see the light of truth.
There is only one truth!
When that truth dies, by human, all is lost within the air.
The child is how the man continues; kill the child, kill the continuing.
This, then, will end it!
Look into the child today, and see the light of truth.

May peace be your thought.