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And how long it took me to realize how much more deeply I needed to see into things before anything approximating sense could emerge. I'm just leavin' it on this page for repeating because I don't know how to take that and turn it into solid mantra that will just keep playing till I'm done with it. Goddammit. But I need to know how to better propel the truth into your beingscape without this lethal feeling of urgency turning me into a wimp.
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Watching a Frontline piece about Shorty Guzmán, they are showing all kinds of bloody corpses and cattle being slaughtered for dinner, but they're using asterisks on the subtitles when someone swears in Spanish.
Fucking morons.
And, I can't help it, they've turned this guy into a monster legend, complete with a bunch of folk songs, to make it seem like he is sending all these drugs into the United States. They think we are the morons.
always and any time....
