We were in sweltering heat or frigid cold, swigging the offerings of the rich or listening to the words of the wise, and communicating, exchanging, learning, becoming stronger.
Outside our enclave the winds blew quite strong, possibly stronger because we were congregated. But we couldn't tell.
The forces of oppression have gained ground in government, yet the people have spoken for porn. The government that was elected by the people for the people however is swimming against this desire, whether photographic, video or live, armed with their exclusive morality and inclusive piety, yet not able to cling to the weapons they would want to use: the will of the people, which was instilled in the machinery of government over 200 years ago.
So their sweaty hands know not what each other is doing while their hoped for weapons, law and justice, are easily pulled away from them prior to a quick slap to either cheek.
Pornographers are business people the likes of which they cannot stand. Their preachers and other summoners of donation meanwhile role in the same money the pornographers do, but in the name of a different cause.
We ask not for more than we give, though we might give more than we ask, and meanwhile their salvation is further removed with each denomination and exchange of currency they feed to their gods.
We will survive this war, though in what condition know one rightly knows at the moment. The only thing that is certain is that they may purge their holy homeland of the filth of one pornography for another, worse "scourge", the people will always be there wanting what they've always wanted - they will only be getting it from other lands, from other pornographers or perhaps even the same who will have joined a mass business exodus towards freelands where as throughout history those who loved liberty and the freedom to worship the deities of their choice have always migrated.
The porn is dead, long live the porn.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
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