Politiktheatron
What we haven’t learned is that extremes gut us empty. Either masses, either riches, either...
Read MoreWhat we haven’t learned is that extremes gut us empty. Either masses, either riches, either...
Read MoreWhy care about a stranger when you think, my struggle. Why care about an associate when you think,...
Read MoreI’m at the entrance of grief where even nightmares weep, children fit in boxes stacked until...
Read MoreI’m green and fire, risen after a wish. Music cleanses me. I grow from a seed. He, who...
Read MoreWhat I call evil, is not a something but a withdrawal, destruction without reconstruction, a lack,...
Read MoreWe are all emerging buds lifting the veil of delusions while some are deluded by privilege, others...
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