The person I called my best friend for many years, is actually a priest. When we were introduced, and he told me he was a priest, he quite rightly noticed me jumping out of my skin, and running as fast as wind could take me, and as far as possible, away from him. He also used to have different coloured eyes. A neat and subtle trick created by wearing contact lenses. One was blue, the other green... but I'm letting myself get carried besides the point here
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You know, two days ago I had a conversation about this subject precisely. Universe.
Okay, the first time I had a thought about it was around the year 2003, so no big news flash. After this, I somehow was dropped into this project "Shadow of the Holy Book", a documetary concerning the situation in Turkmenistan, Niyazov's private little project on how to brainwash citizens to worship their president as ruler of the Universe. Which goes to show that, yes, it's easy to make cattle go into a slaughter house, because that's the only alternative, and everything else is just not a visible, concrete option of behavior. Unspeakable, even.
Now, I have to loose my trail of thought for a moment, but I'm sure to pick up on this further on.
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Okay, the first time I had a thought about it was around the year 2003, so no big news flash. After this, I somehow was dropped into this project "Shadow of the Holy Book", a documetary concerning the situation in Turkmenistan, Niyazov's private little project on how to brainwash citizens to worship their president as ruler of the Universe. Which goes to show that, yes, it's easy to make cattle go into a slaughter house, because that's the only alternative, and everything else is just not a visible, concrete option of behavior. Unspeakable, even.
Now, I have to loose my trail of thought for a moment, but I'm sure to pick up on this further on.
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