this morning.

[lexxieepooh]

i dreamt of gunshots....big loud booming sounds that struck thru me in my sleep. i awoke to realize they were no sort of weapons of murder, they were weapons of destruction...i peered out of my puffy eyelids and thru the shutters of my oversized manhattan windows that come from a time that will be- never more. When i managed to focus on the source

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[katiegotcut]

that is beautiful lexis. here is a brief southern contrast for your enjoyment;

i bike to school amidst the booms and chaos of hardhats building another massive concrete and steel parking deck to make more money off the elitist children, misled by their parents into a morality of consumerism. I have to weave through cars and gates and steel bars and nails just to go to class. Its a war between progress and nature, money and ideals, them vs me. It is very one-sided. My bike is typically alone on the rack as I lock it up and ignore the whistles from the hardhats spitting their RED MAN tobacco onto the pavement under their extra support steel toe shoes, and go to class to learn latin american history so one day I can fight to save it from this same fate. And they all call the South "God's country". Perhaps that is why I want nothing to do with him.