I mourn myself before my father’s grave. My tongue, my blood, this air will tell my tale, The proof of which is buried now beneath Those desert sands, beside that river’s shore.
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excerpts from “ALI” (formerly “HAGDAR”)
Of noble men so many earth has bared, / But to the great Ali no one compared.
apocalypse Easter Someday
My Countrymen, perhaps disaster is our only hope.
apocalypse “its fine its fine”
its fine its fine its going to be fine
apocalypse “And now, it’s time to talk about my dick”
At least it's not your dick.
apocalypse “They say there was a life before these days”
Stay Home, but how, when Home is work and school?
apocalypse “Something there is that doesn’t love a box”
Something there is that doesn’t love a box.
apocalypse OPENING and ALLAH
Whichever way you turn your heads, there you’ll find Allah.
apocalypse Marchness
Kings Canyon National Park. 8:55 AM. NOTHING can go wrong!
apocalypse March 27, 2020
I don’t see how anyone could accurately express the condition of our time in rational terms.