This is a sick song I just heard and am in love with it
There is no me. There is no you. There is all. There is no you. There is no me. And that is all. A profound acceptance of an enormous pageantry. A haunting certainty that the unifying principle of this universe is love. -- Propagandhi
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
“I am a truthful man from the land of the palm trees, and before dying I want to share these poems of my soul. My poems are soft green. My poems are also flaming crimson. My poems are like wounded fawn, seeking refuge in the forest. The last verse says… with the poor people of this earth, I want to share my fate.”