We are afraid of the Forest, when in fact there are more squirrels and butterflies than bears or mountain lions. Fear stokes the pen that forges the sword, bombs have expiration dates, corporate interests have debts to pay and revenues to seek. The War on Terror, better than any War on Drugs, Death and Taxes, Money and Greed, Control and Power. We are feed lies, our stomachs turn in disgust and rage, yet we continue to open wide for the next spoonful.
If we were to destroy, to crush all of our enemies, both foreign and domestic, extremists and major world powers, the well would dry and the crops would fail, so much influence and gold rests on the weights of a scale that has been rigged, an endless war has been waged, to maintain the status quo, we shall reap all that we sow.