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🚨 BREAKING: THE MAMDANI SEXUAL MISCONDUCT FILES JUST DROPPED I told you it was coming. The full 30+ page exposé on Zohran Mamdani, his wife Rama Duwaji, and their sick pattern around sexual exploitation is NOW LIVE. Inside you’ll find: •Mira Nair’s direct mention in the Epstein files — the 2009 email about the afterparty at Ghislaine Maxwell’s townhouse •Rama Duwaji liking “mass rape hoax” posts about October 7 while reposting graphic pornographic “art” of a woman being used like a fleshlight •Zohran himself praising Prophet Muhammad as a moral hero — the same Muhammad who consummated marriage with a 9-year-old girl Every receipt. Every screenshot. Every hadith. Every sickening contrast. Definitions of p*dophilia, gr**ming, s*xual violence denial — it’s all in there. This isn’t politics anymore. This is about the moral sewer running through Gracie Mansion while a radical with Epstein family ties and a wife who denies mass rape pretends to lead New York. The full document is out now. Share it. Read the worst parts. Then ask yourself how this man is still mayor. Please Download it, Spread it, like and repost this: https://x.com/MamdaniWatch/status/2066039558593032554

US officials will need to breed up to 600 million sterile flesh-eating screwworms flies each week in order to fight back the outbreak. Currently, facilities in the US and Mexico are only capable of producing about 100 million sterile flies per week https://t.co/nPzpJQhZJy #Screwworms #InvasiveSpecies #USDA #US #MX

Canada bans Texas cattle over flesh-eating screwworm outbreak in US—A fly lays eggs in open wounds and mucous membranes of living warm-blooded animals and people. Hundreds of larvae burrow through living flesh with sharp mouths https://t.co/ptI8HAIyPH #Canada #CattleBan #ScrewwormOutbreak #CA #US #TX

US officials are launching a plan to combat the first occurrence of the flesh-eating New World Screwworm in the country since 1966 by deploying hundreds of millions of genetically modified sterile flies, although concerns remain over the insufficient supply of these flies to effectively control the outbreak. #ScrewwormOutbreak #GeneticallyModifiedFlies #CattleHealth

**THE ARCHITECTURE OF CONFORMITY: How Democratic Social Compliance Permanently Rewrites Reality** It is a quiet, overcast afternoon in a hyper-connected, modern metropolis. Inside the high-rise offices and digital networks—the many hubs of our globalized, democratic society—brilliantly capable marginals sit in silence. They are not bound by iron chains or locked inside political prisons. They are sitting perfectly still, dressed in the meticulously unoffensive attire required by modern professionalism. Their only real mandate is to remain seamlessly aligned, unobtrusive, and to effortlessly support the immense weight of majority opinion. Physically, nothing prevents them from disrupting this dynamic. They could stand up, speak unfiltered truths, exit the system, and reclaim their existence as radical, independent thinkers. But they never will. Because the lock holding them down isn’t physical; it is a neurological and sociological cage. To understand why so many fiercely intelligent individuals ultimately yield their autonomy requires an examination of the most dangerous and permanent tool of mass psychology: **The Social Compliance of Democracy.** As modern sociologists have observed: *"Authoritarian violence leaves marks that fade; but peer-enforced social conformity permanently rewrites sociopolitical reality."* Here is the exact psycho-spiritual roadmap of how marginals' identities are completely dismantled, and how independent minds are successfully overwritten by the crushing weight of democratic consensus. ### I. The Weaponization of the Social Gaze Sociopolitical identities are sustained by external validation. When individuals operate freely in the secular world, they rely on social feedback loops: they set boundaries, showcase their intellect, express dissenting opinions, and demand societal space. That cycle tells their brains: *"We are equal, autonomous citizens."* The social compliance of democracy operates by methodically short-circuiting those feedback loops. In democratic social dynamics, "The Consensus" becomes the absolute dictator of reality. It strips marginals of their independence not by arresting them, but by isolating them. If public opinion demands a specific sociopolitical posture, and punishes any deviation with social ostracization or algorithmic invisibility, it manipulates the room’s consensus. If their peers, their industries, and the digital collective only validate individuals when they align with the hive-mind, the brains' social processing centers quickly panic, yield, and ultimately accept the new reality. *They belong to the collective.* It is a terrifying optical illusion. When society rewards marginals' compliance while completely ignoring or cancelling their independent thought, it hammers the final nail into the coffin of independent identity. Rebellious armor dissolves. Personal gravity drops to zero. ### II. The Assassination of the Linguistic Ego The first mechanism of control erased by democratic compliance is the lexicon of marginals. For independent thinkers, words are tools of power, persuasion, and disruption. But inside the court of public opinion, vocabulary is aggressively regulated. Individuals are subtly forbidden to express sharp opinions, utilize unsanctioned logic to debate the majority, or engage in phrasing that threatens the collective comfort. Communication protocols are rigidly narrowed to acceptable civic platitudes, prescribed talking points, and defensive apologies. By eliminating the vocabulary of complex, controversial thought, democratic compliance amputates the very cognitive muscles marginals use to maintain independence. If individuals physically cannot articulate dissent due to a strict, socially punished Overton window, their brains literally stop generating those thoughts. Marginals enter an enforced mental silence. The language-processing centers of the ego wither, leaving behind only the deep, wordless instinct to blend in with the herd. ### III. The Demilitarization of the Rebel Body To exist as marginals in a complex world requires living in an exhaustive, militarized zone. Fierce independence requires endless emotional armor to weather public disapproval. The social compliance of democracy, recognizing the sheer exhaustion embedded in that posture, designs a regimen to culturally demilitarize the ability to "fight." It achieves this through enforced aesthetic and professional normalization. By forcing individuals into highly manicured standards of public behavior—HR guidelines, perfectly curated social media profiles, and relentless civic "politeness"—it creates an environment where existence becomes synonymous with being harmless. Marginals cannot fight the system, debate societal structures, or execute a sociopolitical protest while they are nervously adjusting the optics of their "personal brands" to ensure they haven't offended the public. Through daily repetition—yielding in comment sections, managing tone to appease the masses, existing exclusively to avoid friction within the collective architecture—individuals' minds lose the somatic memory of rebellion. The exhausting battle of independent thought is wiped cleanly over by the absolute, soothing obedience of simply "fitting in." ### IV. The Pavlovian Coding of Worth The most permanent feature of democratic social compliance is its redefinition of love and consequence. In marginals' former, autonomous realities, their worth was tied to their unique output: generating brilliant ideas, building resilient boundaries, or challenging the status quo. Democratic consensus actively rewrites the reward centers of the human brain. It establishes a universe where individuals receive zero validation for disrupting the system. When marginals complete brilliant, highly contrarian work, they are met with hostility or silence. But when they regurgitate the accepted majority opinion perfectly, maintaining flawless public decorum while the collective negotiates society's future, they are rewarded with the devastating, narcotic drug of viral approval, civic inclusion, and social safety. This operant conditioning teaches the nervous system exactly what ensures survival in the modern world. Individuals' brains stop producing dopamine for autonomy. They only fire dopamine for surrender. ### The New Software Installed Through this unyielding protocol, the transformation becomes permanent. Individuals no longer feel like independent minds choosing to cooperate with society. The role eats the actors. They perceive the world precisely through the algorithms written by the social compliance of democracy. Marginals see every dissenting thought not as freedom, but as a dangerous vulnerability. They see silence not as censorship, but as the active devotion owed to civic peace. If these individuals were suddenly unplugged from the grid and released into true intellectual isolation, they wouldn’t know how to navigate it. They have become too fragile for the wild of pure freedom. They have been perfectly customized for the safety of the consensus. In rewriting their sociopolitical reality, the democratic majority strips away the heavily armored, anxious pioneers, and painstakingly crafts flawless, silent, surrendered citizens. The system takes marginals' universes of exhausting, infinite choices, and successfully condenses them down into the safety of doing exactly what everyone else expects of them. And in the surrender of their agency, marginals find a terrible, unshatterable peace. .... **V. The Stagnation of the Mob: The Illusion of Superiority** There is, however, a tragic and devastating blind spot at the heart of this macro-social experiment. When Dr. Aris Thorne noted that *"Social BDSM permanently rewrites your sociopolitical reality,"* he originally intended it as a clinical observation of how deep, *conscious* psychological frameworks can be used to alleviate the suffering of a chaotic ego. But when this power is seized by the unconscious democratic consensus—when it is weaponized by the collective rather than wielded by awake, intentional guides—it creates a paradox: **The sociopolitical reality is rewritten, but the world does not actually change or progress.** The suppression of marginals does not lead to a more enlightened or structurally sound society. It simply halts evolution entirely. The society becomes stuck in a loop of sterile, terrified policing. Within this democratic social compliance, the most aggressive enforcers of the consensus—the ideological purity police, the hyper-vigilant critics, the mobs that delight in forcing marginals to kneel to the public narrative—experience a sudden, intoxicating rush of power. But it is an entirely illusory sense of superiority. They believe that by successfully dominating these marginal individuals and erasing their independent thought, they are "fixing" society or ushering in progress. In reality, they are merely acting out an unconscious sadism under the guise of civic virtue. Because they operate as a blind, reactionary mob rather than intentional architects, these aggressive enforcers completely miss the true "blessings of development" that structural surrender can offer. ### Missing the Metaphysical Medicine In conscious power exchange, breaking an ego is meant to precede a profound spiritual rebirth; it is designed to heal trauma, expose deep shadows, and create harmony (the alchemy of the Transgender Dakini or the Sacred Prostitute). But the aggressive defenders of democratic conformity do not possess this esoteric wisdom. They strip marginals of their autonomy, demand public apologies, and enforce strict, punishing compliance—but they offer no safe sanctuary in return. They force marginals into submission, yet lack the gravity, love, or structure to catch them when they fall. They use the mechanics of *Social BDSM* solely to pacify their own collective anxiety, treating marginals not as sacred vessels for societal shadow-work, but as disposable scapegoats. ### The Illusion of Victory As a result, society stagnates. The progressive "change" the consensus believes it is fighting for never actually materializes, because true innovation only comes from the very marginalized minds they just terrified into silence. The aggressive enforcers sit on their digital thrones, surveying a society where everyone agrees with them, mistaking silent conformity for a utopian victory. They successfully utilize Dr. Thorne's principle: they rewrite the sociopolitical reality permanently. They transform fierce marginals into domesticated, broken citizens. But because the aggressors are fundamentally unconscious of what they are doing, the development of the society halts. The aggressive conformists trap themselves in a stagnant, unmoving world, perpetually policing the boundaries of their own illusion, forever blind to the profound spiritual, intellectual, and evolutionary blessings they destroyed just to feel safe in the crowd. .... from the abyss ...... the socially compliant version without the detailed description why it is so healthy spiritually to be fucked un the face on some ugly way, what is called "normality .... ..."The sheer, nuclear anxiety of this social correction acts as a psycho-spiritual bulldozer. Over time, the individual stops plotting, strategizing, and evaluating the world. Because the ruling authority has legally, socially, and emotionally assumed absolute control over their social output, the exhausting burden of the "Self" simply evaporates."... ..."“If physical BDSM breaks the body temporarily to achieve subspace,” Dr. Thorne notes, “Social BDSM permanently rewrites your sociopolitical reality.”... ..."I do not care about the “Cosmic Consecration” right now. I do not care about your theories. I do not want a spiritual concept kneeling at my feet. I want you. I want the raw, trembling meat. I want the frantic pulse in your throat, the sweat on your collarbone, and the involuntary hitch in your breath when my social authority crushes the air out of your lungs. Stop trying to transcend your body. Stop trying to float away from me into the cosmos to avoid feeling the vulnerability of the floor. You belong in the dirt at my feet. I am pressing my hand into your flesh to remind you exactly where you live. Language is your armor, and I am taking it away. The poetry is dead. There are no archetypes in this darkness. There is only the cold air, the restriction I have placed upon you, and my absolute, unyielding control over your biology"... etc.etc........

**THE ARCHITECTURE OF CONFORMITY: How Democratic Social Compliance Permanently Rewrites Reality** It is a quiet, overcast afternoon in a hyper-connected, modern metropolis. Inside the high-rise offices and digital networks—the many hubs of our globalized, democratic society—brilliantly capable marginals sit in silence. They are not bound by iron chains or locked inside political prisons. They are sitting perfectly still, dressed in the meticulously unoffensive attire required by modern professionalism. Their only real mandate is to remain seamlessly aligned, unobtrusive, and to effortlessly support the immense weight of majority opinion. Physically, nothing prevents them from disrupting this dynamic. They could stand up, speak unfiltered truths, exit the system, and reclaim their existence as radical, independent thinkers. But they never will. Because the lock holding them down isn’t physical; it is a neurological and sociological cage. To understand why so many fiercely intelligent individuals ultimately yield their autonomy requires an examination of the most dangerous and permanent tool of mass psychology: **The Social Compliance of Democracy.** As modern sociologists have observed: *"Authoritarian violence leaves marks that fade; but peer-enforced social conformity permanently rewrites sociopolitical reality."* Here is the exact psycho-spiritual roadmap of how marginals' identities are completely dismantled, and how independent minds are successfully overwritten by the crushing weight of democratic consensus. ### I. The Weaponization of the Social Gaze Sociopolitical identities are sustained by external validation. When individuals operate freely in the secular world, they rely on social feedback loops: they set boundaries, showcase their intellect, express dissenting opinions, and demand societal space. That cycle tells their brains: *"We are equal, autonomous citizens."* The social compliance of democracy operates by methodically short-circuiting those feedback loops. In democratic social dynamics, "The Consensus" becomes the absolute dictator of reality. It strips marginals of their independence not by arresting them, but by isolating them. If public opinion demands a specific sociopolitical posture, and punishes any deviation with social ostracization or algorithmic invisibility, it manipulates the room’s consensus. If their peers, their industries, and the digital collective only validate individuals when they align with the hive-mind, the brains' social processing centers quickly panic, yield, and ultimately accept the new reality. *They belong to the collective.* It is a terrifying optical illusion. When society rewards marginals' compliance while completely ignoring or cancelling their independent thought, it hammers the final nail into the coffin of independent identity. Rebellious armor dissolves. Personal gravity drops to zero. ### II. The Assassination of the Linguistic Ego The first mechanism of control erased by democratic compliance is the lexicon of marginals. For independent thinkers, words are tools of power, persuasion, and disruption. But inside the court of public opinion, vocabulary is aggressively regulated. Individuals are subtly forbidden to express sharp opinions, utilize unsanctioned logic to debate the majority, or engage in phrasing that threatens the collective comfort. Communication protocols are rigidly narrowed to acceptable civic platitudes, prescribed talking points, and defensive apologies. By eliminating the vocabulary of complex, controversial thought, democratic compliance amputates the very cognitive muscles marginals use to maintain independence. If individuals physically cannot articulate dissent due to a strict, socially punished Overton window, their brains literally stop generating those thoughts. Marginals enter an enforced mental silence. The language-processing centers of the ego wither, leaving behind only the deep, wordless instinct to blend in with the herd. ### III. The Demilitarization of the Rebel Body To exist as marginals in a complex world requires living in an exhaustive, militarized zone. Fierce independence requires endless emotional armor to weather public disapproval. The social compliance of democracy, recognizing the sheer exhaustion embedded in that posture, designs a regimen to culturally demilitarize the ability to "fight." It achieves this through enforced aesthetic and professional normalization. By forcing individuals into highly manicured standards of public behavior—HR guidelines, perfectly curated social media profiles, and relentless civic "politeness"—it creates an environment where existence becomes synonymous with being harmless. Marginals cannot fight the system, debate societal structures, or execute a sociopolitical protest while they are nervously adjusting the optics of their "personal brands" to ensure they haven't offended the public. Through daily repetition—yielding in comment sections, managing tone to appease the masses, existing exclusively to avoid friction within the collective architecture—individuals' minds lose the somatic memory of rebellion. The exhausting battle of independent thought is wiped cleanly over by the absolute, soothing obedience of simply "fitting in." ### IV. The Pavlovian Coding of Worth The most permanent feature of democratic social compliance is its redefinition of love and consequence. In marginals' former, autonomous realities, their worth was tied to their unique output: generating brilliant ideas, building resilient boundaries, or challenging the status quo. Democratic consensus actively rewrites the reward centers of the human brain. It establishes a universe where individuals receive zero validation for disrupting the system. When marginals complete brilliant, highly contrarian work, they are met with hostility or silence. But when they regurgitate the accepted majority opinion perfectly, maintaining flawless public decorum while the collective negotiates society's future, they are rewarded with the devastating, narcotic drug of viral approval, civic inclusion, and social safety. This operant conditioning teaches the nervous system exactly what ensures survival in the modern world. Individuals' brains stop producing dopamine for autonomy. They only fire dopamine for surrender. ### The New Software Installed Through this unyielding protocol, the transformation becomes permanent. Individuals no longer feel like independent minds choosing to cooperate with society. The role eats the actors. They perceive the world precisely through the algorithms written by the social compliance of democracy. Marginals see every dissenting thought not as freedom, but as a dangerous vulnerability. They see silence not as censorship, but as the active devotion owed to civic peace. If these individuals were suddenly unplugged from the grid and released into true intellectual isolation, they wouldn’t know how to navigate it. They have become too fragile for the wild of pure freedom. They have been perfectly customized for the safety of the consensus. In rewriting their sociopolitical reality, the democratic majority strips away the heavily armored, anxious pioneers, and painstakingly crafts flawless, silent, surrendered citizens. The system takes marginals' universes of exhausting, infinite choices, and successfully condenses them down into the safety of doing exactly what everyone else expects of them. And in the surrender of their agency, marginals find a terrible, unshatterable peace. .... **V. The Stagnation of the Mob: The Illusion of Superiority** There is, however, a tragic and devastating blind spot at the heart of this macro-social experiment. When Dr. Aris Thorne noted that *"Social BDSM permanently rewrites your sociopolitical reality,"* he originally intended it as a clinical observation of how deep, *conscious* psychological frameworks can be used to alleviate the suffering of a chaotic ego. But when this power is seized by the unconscious democratic consensus—when it is weaponized by the collective rather than wielded by awake, intentional guides—it creates a paradox: **The sociopolitical reality is rewritten, but the world does not actually change or progress.** The suppression of marginals does not lead to a more enlightened or structurally sound society. It simply halts evolution entirely. The society becomes stuck in a loop of sterile, terrified policing. Within this democratic social compliance, the most aggressive enforcers of the consensus—the ideological purity police, the hyper-vigilant critics, the mobs that delight in forcing marginals to kneel to the public narrative—experience a sudden, intoxicating rush of power. But it is an entirely illusory sense of superiority. They believe that by successfully dominating these marginal individuals and erasing their independent thought, they are "fixing" society or ushering in progress. In reality, they are merely acting out an unconscious sadism under the guise of civic virtue. Because they operate as a blind, reactionary mob rather than intentional architects, these aggressive enforcers completely miss the true "blessings of development" that structural surrender can offer. ### Missing the Metaphysical Medicine In conscious power exchange, breaking an ego is meant to precede a profound spiritual rebirth; it is designed to heal trauma, expose deep shadows, and create harmony (the alchemy of the Transgender Dakini or the Sacred Prostitute). But the aggressive defenders of democratic conformity do not possess this esoteric wisdom. They strip marginals of their autonomy, demand public apologies, and enforce strict, punishing compliance—but they offer no safe sanctuary in return. They force marginals into submission, yet lack the gravity, love, or structure to catch them when they fall. They use the mechanics of *Social BDSM* solely to pacify their own collective anxiety, treating marginals not as sacred vessels for societal shadow-work, but as disposable scapegoats. ### The Illusion of Victory As a result, society stagnates. The progressive "change" the consensus believes it is fighting for never actually materializes, because true innovation only comes from the very marginalized minds they just terrified into silence. The aggressive enforcers sit on their digital thrones, surveying a society where everyone agrees with them, mistaking silent conformity for a utopian victory. They successfully utilize Dr. Thorne's principle: they rewrite the sociopolitical reality permanently. They transform fierce marginals into domesticated, broken citizens. But because the aggressors are fundamentally unconscious of what they are doing, the development of the society halts. The aggressive conformists trap themselves in a stagnant, unmoving world, perpetually policing the boundaries of their own illusion, forever blind to the profound spiritual, intellectual, and evolutionary blessings they destroyed just to feel safe in the crowd. .... from the abyss ...... the socially compliant version without the detailed description why it is so healthy spiritually to be fucked un the face on some ugly way, what is called "normality .... ..."The sheer, nuclear anxiety of this social correction acts as a psycho-spiritual bulldozer. Over time, the individual stops plotting, strategizing, and evaluating the world. Because the ruling authority has legally, socially, and emotionally assumed absolute control over their social output, the exhausting burden of the "Self" simply evaporates."... ..."“If physical BDSM breaks the body temporarily to achieve subspace,” Dr. Thorne notes, “Social BDSM permanently rewrites your sociopolitical reality.”... ..."I do not care about the “Cosmic Consecration” right now. I do not care about your theories. I do not want a spiritual concept kneeling at my feet. I want you. I want the raw, trembling meat. I want the frantic pulse in your throat, the sweat on your collarbone, and the involuntary hitch in your breath when my social authority crushes the air out of your lungs. Stop trying to transcend your body. Stop trying to float away from me into the cosmos to avoid feeling the vulnerability of the floor. You belong in the dirt at my feet. I am pressing my hand into your flesh to remind you exactly where you live. Language is your armor, and I am taking it away. The poetry is dead. There are no archetypes in this darkness. There is only the cold air, the restriction I have placed upon you, and my absolute, unyielding control over your biology"... etc.etc........

David Szalay, author of the Booker Prize-winning novel *Flesh*, reflects on Hungary's recent elections, expressing optimism amidst a previously pessimistic mood, and explores the complexities of East-West migration through his protagonist István's journey from Hungary to England, while sharing personal insights from his own experiences as a Hungarian immigrant in the UK. #DavidSzalay #Flesh #HungarianPolitics

Consumption alert: A "flesh-eating" bacteria has been detected in frozen shrimp and prawns sold in Leclerc supermarkets under the brand "Ronde des Mers," which are urgently recalled. (Original: Alerte consommation : Une bactérie "mangeuse de chair" a été décelée dans des gambas et des crevettes surgelées vendues dans les supermarchés Leclerc de la marque "Ronde des Mers" qui sont rappelés en urgence https://t.co/wXKicSI8yz) #FoodSafety #BacteriaAlert #ProductRecall #FR

Scars may have softened with time, but legend stands firm. Today, remember those who rose beyond men into warriors. Long after flesh turns to dust, the lore will sing, ballads etched in blood and thunder. Happy fifth anniversary of the Battle of Baghpat: https://t.co/kQWAIV5svo -

Weakening Strength I’m weak and tired, shaky and damaged. Why does strength make me weak? Why every time I stand strong do I shake and inside, turn meek? Strength rips off my flesh and tears my insides so the timid, helpless child can no longer hide— No longer hide the tears, the screams the slashing, the gashing, the moaning the pain, the ashes, the crashes, the rain, no gain. Strength grabs me, it stabs me and sets me afire; it slaps me, it snaps me, running me down to the mud and the mire. I walk proudly as strength kills me from the inside out. I scream and shout but my pain reaches not one ear while I fall and shake, cry and break; yelling for something to save me, for strength to stop raping me and killing me with every breath I take.

Weakening Strength I’m weak and tired, shaky and damaged. Why does strength make me weak? Why every time I stand strong do I shake and inside, turn meek? Strength rips off my flesh and tears my insides so the timid, helpless child can no longer hide— No longer hide the tears, the screams the slashing, the gashing, the moaning the pain, the ashes, the crashes, the rain, no gain. Strength grabs me, it stabs me and sets me afire; it slaps me, it snaps me, running me down to the mud and the mire. I walk proudly as strength kills me from the inside out. I scream and shout but my pain reaches not one ear while I fall and shake, cry and break; yelling for something to save me, for strength to stop raping me and killing me with every breath I take.

Weakening Strength I’m weak and tired, shaky and damaged. Why does strength make me weak? Why every time I stand strong do I shake and inside, turn meek? Strength rips off my flesh and tears my insides so the timid, helpless child can no longer hide— No longer hide the tears, the screams the slashing, the gashing, the moaning the pain, the ashes, the crashes, the rain, no gain. Strength grabs me, it stabs me and sets me afire; it slaps me, it snaps me, running me down to the mud and the mire. I walk proudly as strength kills me from the inside out. I scream and shout but my pain reaches not one ear while I fall and shake, cry and break; yelling for something to save me, for strength to stop raping me and killing me with every breath I take.

Weakening Strength I’m weak and tired, shaky and damaged. Why does strength make me weak? Why every time I stand strong do I shake and inside, turn meek? Strength rips off my flesh and tears my insides so the timid, helpless child can no longer hide— No longer hide the tears, the screams the slashing, the gashing, the moaning the pain, the ashes, the crashes, the rain, no gain. Strength grabs me, it stabs me and sets me afire; it slaps me, it snaps me, running me down to the mud and the mire. I walk proudly as strength kills me from the inside out. I scream and shout but my pain reaches not one ear while I fall and shake, cry and break; yelling for something to save me, for strength to stop raping me and killing me with every breath I take.

Weakening Strength I’m weak and tired, shaky and damaged. Why does strength make me weak? Why every time I stand strong do I shake and inside, turn meek? Strength rips off my flesh and tears my insides so the timid, helpless child can no longer hide— No longer hide the tears, the screams the slashing, the gashing, the moaning the pain, the ashes, the crashes, the rain, no gain. Strength grabs me, it stabs me and sets me afire; it slaps me, it snaps me, running me down to the mud and the mire. I walk proudly as strength kills me from the inside out. I scream and shout but my pain reaches not one ear while I fall and shake, cry and break; yelling for something to save me, for strength to stop raping me and killing me with every breath I take.

Weakening Strength I’m weak and tired, shaky and damaged. Why does strength make me weak? Why every time I stand strong do I shake and inside, turn meek? Strength rips off my flesh and tears my insides so the timid, helpless child can no longer hide— No longer hide the tears, the screams the slashing, the gashing, the moaning the pain, the ashes, the crashes, the rain, no gain. Strength grabs me, it stabs me and sets me afire; it slaps me, it snaps me, running me down to the mud and the mire. I walk proudly as strength kills me from the inside out. I scream and shout but my pain reaches not one ear while I fall and shake, cry and break; yelling for something to save me, for strength to stop raping me and killing me with every breath I take.

Weakening Strength I’m weak and tired, shaky and damaged. Why does strength make me weak? Why every time I stand strong do I shake and inside, turn meek? Strength rips off my flesh and tears my insides so the timid, helpless child can no longer hide— No longer hide the tears, the screams the slashing, the gashing, the moaning the pain, the ashes, the crashes, the rain, no gain. Strength grabs me, it stabs me and sets me afire; it slaps me, it snaps me, running me down to the mud and the mire. I walk proudly as strength kills me from the inside out. I scream and shout but my pain reaches not one ear while I fall and shake, cry and break; yelling for something to save me, for strength to stop raping me and killing me with every breath I take.