Audacious Anarchist

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An audacious anarchist once stood before those who queried the factualism of their foresight that they all never knew. He clutched his saber so seditiously from his tattered sheath and plunged it deep within his cogitation so that others would see the malcontent depths that engulfs their ways. The perils that laid at bay for he laughed them all away, for all those who stood listened with such intent that his consciousness awakened those that saw the perils that were hidden in plain sight. Those were no longer led by the pack of wolves that left a corpuscles stench. The sheep they once were, now they were real men. An audacious anarchist once stood before the wolves and sheep and all the men stood so full of spirit as the audacious anarchist could finally see a purlieu before them that the foresight never allowed them to see. Now they clutch their sabers and plunge it deep within their own anarchist souls; so now the audacious anarchist could slumber and awaken to find the wolves hidden within the darkness of the trees. The land now belonged to all the men as they will never be the irrational sheep.

Karen S-K
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Dignified Ignorance

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They stood so dignified with their imperious demeanor and their glorified minds as if the spoon was spun out of gold. They follow the opportune moments that engulfs their imperious demeanor filled with an audacious command leading what they think is their assembly of spineless minds too weak to venture out of line. They procure this sense of entitlement to only find disappointment when their grandiose being is contused and their imperious demeanor is contrived and whittled away to a blank page set back to the prologue where no spoon existed and an era was created by a spawning of dignified ignorant fools…..A salute to the individualist nonconforming population, you will be the dignified competent acuity that will empower the mindless spines and become an era of dignified minds…

Each new generation born is in effect an invasion of civilization by little barbarians, who must be civilized before it is too late.- Thomas Sowell

Pablo Picasso, Buste de femme dans un fauteuil, 1949.

Pablo Picasso, Buste de femme dans un fauteuil, 1949.

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Karen SK
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