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27 June 2018
25 June 2018
haiku 24 Jun 2018
Tolerance and love
Shown to all - regardless of
What their ‘sex’ might be
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Shown to all - regardless of
What their ‘sex’ might be
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22 June 2018
20 June 2018
haiku 19 Jun 2018
Broken sunny rays
Good fortune since the stone age
Shining swastika
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Good fortune since the stone age
Shining swastika
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19 June 2018
haiku 18 Jun 2018
Kind hands, but strong words
Behavior challenged head on
Tough love is oft best
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Behavior challenged head on
Tough love is oft best
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13 June 2018
haiku 11 Jan 2018
An uncarved wood-block
Faultless, calm, and unchanging
Formless but quite real
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Faultless, calm, and unchanging
Formless but quite real
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11 June 2018
haiku 10 Jun 2018
The keg was finished
As were many fine smoked meats
In record damn time
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As were many fine smoked meats
In record damn time
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08 June 2018
06 June 2018
haiku 5 June 2918
Avoiding silence;
Spending time on others’ lives;
These often confuse
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Spending time on others’ lives;
These often confuse
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31 May 2018
haiku 31 May 2018
Live without remorse
Laugh with boundless happiness
Die a thousand ways
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Laugh with boundless happiness
Die a thousand ways
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30 May 2018
haiku 29 May 2018
Each time it’s the same:
The nerdy guy gets the girl
And the hot dude hangs
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The nerdy guy gets the girl
And the hot dude hangs
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25 May 2018
haiku 24 May 2018
Working isn’t fun
But not eating isn’t, too
Therefore do I toil
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
But not eating isn’t, too
Therefore do I toil
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23 May 2018
haiku 22 May 2018
Covered by a tent
The patch of grass soon withered
But grew back later
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
The patch of grass soon withered
But grew back later
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21 May 2018
haiku 20 May 2018
Forty-one years on
And things seem just as awesome
As they were at birth
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And things seem just as awesome
As they were at birth
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17 May 2018
16 May 2018
dreamstate writing 15 May 2018
During one of this morning’s dreams, I and a handful of other entities were on our way to the airport to board a flight. On the way, we stopped to go hiking on a path that ran alongside a tall, vaguely circular, wooded mountain that looked strongly familiar. In order to reach the lot where we’d parked our car, we had to pass through a long tunnel, which featured a roofed bulletin board from which paper message and bags that people had forgotten were hanging.
Recognizing a white canvas bag as one my father used to own, I lifted it off of the wooden peg from which it had hung and opened it up, rifling through the contents. Out came reams of loose papers as well as a few old-fashioned photographs. The latter I kept turning over in my hands until I could see the images they bore, mostly poor-quality pictures of my siblings and me in our youth sitting amongst our parents in darkened rooms.
Suddenly, I became aware of a large and threatening shadow-shape lurking under the steel walkway that lead through the tunnel. My initial attempts to flee were thwarted by my companions, who soothed my fears. Then, during the same or a subsequent dream, I heard with my waking ears someone that sounded just like my deceased mother say my first and middle names, to which I responded, aloud, with, “Hi, mom.”
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Recognizing a white canvas bag as one my father used to own, I lifted it off of the wooden peg from which it had hung and opened it up, rifling through the contents. Out came reams of loose papers as well as a few old-fashioned photographs. The latter I kept turning over in my hands until I could see the images they bore, mostly poor-quality pictures of my siblings and me in our youth sitting amongst our parents in darkened rooms.
Suddenly, I became aware of a large and threatening shadow-shape lurking under the steel walkway that lead through the tunnel. My initial attempts to flee were thwarted by my companions, who soothed my fears. Then, during the same or a subsequent dream, I heard with my waking ears someone that sounded just like my deceased mother say my first and middle names, to which I responded, aloud, with, “Hi, mom.”
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
14 May 2018
haiku 13 May 2018
Under lightning skies
Tent-walls buffeted by wind
Is the best sleep found
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Tent-walls buffeted by wind
Is the best sleep found
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
11 May 2018
haiku 10 May 2018
Dropped repeatedly
Or exposed to stimuli
Can plants really learn?
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Or exposed to stimuli
Can plants really learn?
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
09 May 2018
haiku 8 May 2018
Five fifty and five
Polished stone clawing the sky
A soaring tribute
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Polished stone clawing the sky
A soaring tribute
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02 May 2018
dreamstate writing 1 May 2018
This dream occurred sometime in the early hours of this morning.
A dark-haired boy and what appeared to be his father were sitting next to a water-filled channel running across the descending edge of a sand dune. Beyond and below them was a flat beach upon which a few dozen bathers lounged. As I was walking up the mound toward them the boy climbed onto the rim of the channel, which collapsed, sending him tumbling head over heels into a trough of water at the bottom of the dune. I yelled at the father to alert him of his son’s plight, but he never turned to look, instead sat facing away from us the whole time. Swallowed instantly by the trough’s quicksand-like substrate material, the boy disappeared until only the very top of his head was showing.
Clawing into and digging away at the golden liquid sand, my efforts hampered by freely-flowing water, I managed to free the boy’s head, then finally after more frantic excavations his whole body. His eyes were closed and his face and neck were turning blue from lack of oxygen. Gathering his rag-doll body into my arms, I picked him up so that his head rested to the right of mine and his limbs draped around the right side of my torso. Standing up, I shouted down to the lounging bathers, who seemed unable to understand me. I tried different languages, saying things like Police, Polizei, Polisi, call for help, ayudame, rufe einen Krankenwagen, and tolong sakit.
Then, the scenery changed and I was ascending a tall tower of glass and steel, still holding the unconscious boy, mounting flights of stairs and riding upward in elevators, climbing ever and ever higher into the sky. Upon reaching some sort of top-floor control center packed with blinking computer terminals and walled in with slanted slabs of glass, I was approached directly by a small blond woman who finally offered to help me revive the unconscious child in my arms.
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
A dark-haired boy and what appeared to be his father were sitting next to a water-filled channel running across the descending edge of a sand dune. Beyond and below them was a flat beach upon which a few dozen bathers lounged. As I was walking up the mound toward them the boy climbed onto the rim of the channel, which collapsed, sending him tumbling head over heels into a trough of water at the bottom of the dune. I yelled at the father to alert him of his son’s plight, but he never turned to look, instead sat facing away from us the whole time. Swallowed instantly by the trough’s quicksand-like substrate material, the boy disappeared until only the very top of his head was showing.
Clawing into and digging away at the golden liquid sand, my efforts hampered by freely-flowing water, I managed to free the boy’s head, then finally after more frantic excavations his whole body. His eyes were closed and his face and neck were turning blue from lack of oxygen. Gathering his rag-doll body into my arms, I picked him up so that his head rested to the right of mine and his limbs draped around the right side of my torso. Standing up, I shouted down to the lounging bathers, who seemed unable to understand me. I tried different languages, saying things like Police, Polizei, Polisi, call for help, ayudame, rufe einen Krankenwagen, and tolong sakit.
Then, the scenery changed and I was ascending a tall tower of glass and steel, still holding the unconscious boy, mounting flights of stairs and riding upward in elevators, climbing ever and ever higher into the sky. Upon reaching some sort of top-floor control center packed with blinking computer terminals and walled in with slanted slabs of glass, I was approached directly by a small blond woman who finally offered to help me revive the unconscious child in my arms.
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
30 April 2018
haiku 29 Apr 2018
When one door opens
Then another door closes
Leaving exits blocked
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Then another door closes
Leaving exits blocked
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
27 April 2018
dreamstate writing 26 Apr 2018
The following are particulars from this morning’s dream.
I and another were in the crystal clear, aquamarine ocean trying to figure out where waves might be breaking that we could surf on later, but the current near the beach was very strong and the rocks that formed part of the ocean floor there were sharp and jagged. A traditional Indonesian outrigger boat arrived, whereupon I am my companion left the sea.
Then, I was sheltering from the noon sun in a partial clearing under palm trees and other tropical vegetation, near the ocean, sitting on a wooden park-bench with at least one other entity, who was dark blue in color and sat behind me and to the right. Seeing movement to my left, I looked over to find an orange-skinned local woman turning a suckling pig on a spit over a fire. When I greeted her in her tongue I heard a voice say Selemat Pagi, which means Good Morning, to which I responded with Selemat Soreh, which means Good Afternoon. The voice near the woman echoed my response. Without ceasing in her task of spinning the small roasting pig and with unseeing eyes staring right at me, she opened her mouth, out of which white fluid flowed unabated to splatter on the white-gold sands below. I turned away from her to make a comment about what time of day it was to the blue-skinned fellow behind me and to my right, at which point we were approached by an entity resembling an old friend of mine from Bali who has long dreadlocks. The newcomer tried to drum up enthusiasm for a surf trip on his friend’s boat to the reef, where the waves were breaking.
From right to left across the clearing walked a very pregnant woman with dark hair and light skin wearing a light blue and white floral dress whose hands were covered in a dusting of a white substance and whose forearms bulged with thick muscles. The blue-skinned entity told me that the forearms are controlled by the front edges of the ribs, which in the physics of the dreamworld made sense to me.
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
I and another were in the crystal clear, aquamarine ocean trying to figure out where waves might be breaking that we could surf on later, but the current near the beach was very strong and the rocks that formed part of the ocean floor there were sharp and jagged. A traditional Indonesian outrigger boat arrived, whereupon I am my companion left the sea.
Then, I was sheltering from the noon sun in a partial clearing under palm trees and other tropical vegetation, near the ocean, sitting on a wooden park-bench with at least one other entity, who was dark blue in color and sat behind me and to the right. Seeing movement to my left, I looked over to find an orange-skinned local woman turning a suckling pig on a spit over a fire. When I greeted her in her tongue I heard a voice say Selemat Pagi, which means Good Morning, to which I responded with Selemat Soreh, which means Good Afternoon. The voice near the woman echoed my response. Without ceasing in her task of spinning the small roasting pig and with unseeing eyes staring right at me, she opened her mouth, out of which white fluid flowed unabated to splatter on the white-gold sands below. I turned away from her to make a comment about what time of day it was to the blue-skinned fellow behind me and to my right, at which point we were approached by an entity resembling an old friend of mine from Bali who has long dreadlocks. The newcomer tried to drum up enthusiasm for a surf trip on his friend’s boat to the reef, where the waves were breaking.
From right to left across the clearing walked a very pregnant woman with dark hair and light skin wearing a light blue and white floral dress whose hands were covered in a dusting of a white substance and whose forearms bulged with thick muscles. The blue-skinned entity told me that the forearms are controlled by the front edges of the ribs, which in the physics of the dreamworld made sense to me.
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
25 April 2018
haiku 23 Apr 2018
Eight limbs and eight eyes
On a small, furry body
Jumping spiders rule
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
On a small, furry body
Jumping spiders rule
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
23 April 2018
haiku 22 Apr 2018
Like juice in milk-jars
An unexpected thing can
Ruin a good day
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
An unexpected thing can
Ruin a good day
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
20 April 2018
haiku 19 Apr 2018
Using modern tools
Unruly kids can be turned
Into fine humans
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Unruly kids can be turned
Into fine humans
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
18 April 2018
haiku 17 Apr 2018
On bright flaming legs
The cruise missiles leaped skyward
Deadly, illegal
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
The cruise missiles leaped skyward
Deadly, illegal
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13 April 2018
haiku 12 Apr 2018
In folds of space-time
Concealed from man’s errant gaze
Lie vast hidden worlds
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Lie vast hidden worlds
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
11 April 2018
haiku 10 Apr 2018
The gutters are full
Of discarded precious things
Their worth overlooked
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Of discarded precious things
Their worth overlooked
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
09 April 2018
haiku 8 Apr 2018
Smart, wise, but lonely
Cast aside by his maker
A lovely monster
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Cast aside by his maker
A lovely monster
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
05 April 2018
haiku 5 Apr 2018
Ruts through frozen mud
Shoots budding into Springtime’s thaw
Birds and beasts return
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Shoots budding into Springtime’s thaw
Birds and beasts return
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
04 April 2018
haiku 3 Apr 2018
Two small, sticky hands
One growing, elastic brain
Man’s future is bright
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
One growing, elastic brain
Man’s future is bright
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
02 April 2018
haiku 1 Apr 2018
A five-hour seder
Full of song, and rejoicing
Ancient, festive, loud
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Full of song, and rejoicing
Ancient, festive, loud
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
30 March 2018
haiku 29 Mar 2018
Tiny beast herders
Fermenters of chewed plant pulp
Small yet quite weighty
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Fermenters of chewed plant pulp
Small yet quite weighty
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28 March 2018
on protecting mobiles
Mobile device enthusiasts are eagerly anticipating the commercial release of explosive reactive armor (ERA) accessories by AmeriBeth Protective Systems, Ltd., a joint Ynki-Israeli venture. Modeled after reactive tank armor that’s designed to protect what’s inside by exploding outward and dampening the impact of a foreign object traveling at high speed, soon-to-be-released AmeriBeth products feature an accelerometer-equipped microprocessor linked to tiny explosive elements built into the mobile phone or tablet casing that shoot outward to dampen the effects of a fall or sudden impact. “Our cases must, I repeat, must be worn on the outside of the body, with the back of the device facing outward, preferably using the belt-mounting device included with all of our products,” said company CEO Brien Gregory Edouard. “I can’t stress this enough - do not store or carry these devices inside a pants pocket or bag, as the kinetic elements will rip right through the material used to make your clothing or bag, damaging it beyond repair. Also, try not to drop it around children, animals, or people sitting on the ground, always wear long pants made of sturdy cloth, and don’t look down at a falling device.”
“You’re telling me that this case will protect my phone from a fall by part of it blowing up,” said Wilhelmina Francisco-Drais, a Ynki consumer sporting a brand-new handheld communications / entertainment device, while examining the AmeriBeth product at a trade fair. “But if I drop it next to a pet or kid the exploding particles might, uh hurt, said child or beast? Fuck it. Give me two right now. I paid more than a thousand dollars for this tablet and it’s more valuable to me than others’ health, life, or safety.” “People just love their mobile devices,” said Dr. Valencio Trammer, professor of behavioral studies at the University of California at Newton’s Harbor. “Chances are, AmeriBeth will find a way to make its product less lethal to things living at calf-level, but, for now, there’s always plausible deniability.”
According to the Pew Research Center, there are now nearly as many mobile devices in use in the United States as there are citizens.
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
“You’re telling me that this case will protect my phone from a fall by part of it blowing up,” said Wilhelmina Francisco-Drais, a Ynki consumer sporting a brand-new handheld communications / entertainment device, while examining the AmeriBeth product at a trade fair. “But if I drop it next to a pet or kid the exploding particles might, uh hurt, said child or beast? Fuck it. Give me two right now. I paid more than a thousand dollars for this tablet and it’s more valuable to me than others’ health, life, or safety.” “People just love their mobile devices,” said Dr. Valencio Trammer, professor of behavioral studies at the University of California at Newton’s Harbor. “Chances are, AmeriBeth will find a way to make its product less lethal to things living at calf-level, but, for now, there’s always plausible deniability.”
According to the Pew Research Center, there are now nearly as many mobile devices in use in the United States as there are citizens.
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
25 March 2018
haiku 25 Mar 2018
Some funky music
Laughs and stories shared freely
Good friendship heals all
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Laughs and stories shared freely
Good friendship heals all
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
23 March 2018
haiku 22 Mar 2018
We’re storytellers
All of us - day in, day out
Shaping inner worlds
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
All of us - day in, day out
Shaping inner worlds
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
21 March 2018
explore your ancestry!
Outrage swept the internet today when tens of thousands of Americans went online to complain about the results sent to them by for-profit labs performing genetic sequencing to determine ancestry. “Africa. Every drop of blood in you comes from Africa. Duh. Read a fucking book,” all of the returned forms read, shocking some and non-plussing others. Instead of one or many pie-graphs, the forms merely featured a circle of light blue that said: Africa (100%). “Well, there goes a hundred bucks,” said Blane D. Whittlesrad, 34, while smearing sunscreen onto his pasty face for the short walk to the store and back. Industry representatives hope it will take at least a few more weeks until people catch onto the scam and stop sending in swabs for testing.
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
19 March 2018
haiku 18 Mar 2018
Filled with warrior’s blood
Yearning for enlightenment
Heart still; mind silent
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Yearning for enlightenment
Heart still; mind silent
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
16 March 2018
haiku 15 Mar 2018
Wracked by Gherigsbane
Body-bound to a wheeled seat
His mind: limitless...
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Body-bound to a wheeled seat
His mind: limitless...
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
14 March 2018
second amendment suspended
In response to scores of mass shootings in recent months, the legislative bodies of the United States suspended the inalienable right of people to arm themselves. Taking precedent from the Sedition Acts of 1798 and 1918, which did away with the freedom of speech in America, both houses of Congress passed laws forbidding the possession or use of a firearm by anyone other than active-duty military personnel (while they are on a military base and in uniform).
In response to widespread criticisms, chairperson of the Republican party Ronna McDaniel said in a telephone interview, “Y’all got used to us taking away your natural right to speak freely. You’ll get used to us having taken away your god-given right to arm yourselves, too.” Groups across the United States initiated lawsuits to challenge the Specifical Unilateral Firearm Suppression Act (i.e. SpUFS, Pub.L. 98-102, 20 Stat. 228), many of them representing hunters and the makers of weapons. “This poppycock won’t stand the test of time,” said Rufus T. Glanstone III, a lobbyist for the National Rifle Association (NRA), which represents firearm manufacturers.
In a statement, president Trump (who signed the bill into law) initially criticized SpUFS, then seemed to support it, then changed his mind and called it “garbage,” then said it would help “assure law and order,” then said he’d have to talk to his advisors before ultimately making up his mind about the whole thing. For the most part, however, life continued unchanged across America, as only a quarter of citizens own firearms and even fewer understand that the federal government already violated their sacred, inalienable right to free speech 230 years ago.
[This is a work of satire. No part of this work is to be taken as a factual representation of the opinions of the persons quoted or of conditions within the American republic. No persons were interviewed and all quotes are purely fictional. For more information on the rights inherent to all humans - rights which no government can either grant nor rescind - peruse the links provided, see here, or do your own research.]
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
In response to widespread criticisms, chairperson of the Republican party Ronna McDaniel said in a telephone interview, “Y’all got used to us taking away your natural right to speak freely. You’ll get used to us having taken away your god-given right to arm yourselves, too.” Groups across the United States initiated lawsuits to challenge the Specifical Unilateral Firearm Suppression Act (i.e. SpUFS, Pub.L. 98-102, 20 Stat. 228), many of them representing hunters and the makers of weapons. “This poppycock won’t stand the test of time,” said Rufus T. Glanstone III, a lobbyist for the National Rifle Association (NRA), which represents firearm manufacturers.
In a statement, president Trump (who signed the bill into law) initially criticized SpUFS, then seemed to support it, then changed his mind and called it “garbage,” then said it would help “assure law and order,” then said he’d have to talk to his advisors before ultimately making up his mind about the whole thing. For the most part, however, life continued unchanged across America, as only a quarter of citizens own firearms and even fewer understand that the federal government already violated their sacred, inalienable right to free speech 230 years ago.
[This is a work of satire. No part of this work is to be taken as a factual representation of the opinions of the persons quoted or of conditions within the American republic. No persons were interviewed and all quotes are purely fictional. For more information on the rights inherent to all humans - rights which no government can either grant nor rescind - peruse the links provided, see here, or do your own research.]
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
11 March 2018
haiku 11 Mar 2018
Hot rays of the sun
Heated rock warming water
Vast sources of force
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Heated rock warming water
Vast sources of force
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
09 March 2018
haiku 8 Mar 2018
Von Zeit vergraben
Umringt von Habgier und Not
Bleibt das Kern verschont
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Umringt von Habgier und Not
Bleibt das Kern verschont
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
07 March 2018
haiku 6 Mar 2018
Long, life’s twisting trails
Hard, its pitfalls and perils
Sweet, its swift ending
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
Hard, its pitfalls and perils
Sweet, its swift ending
[ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]
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