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Dogma

Dogma

Dogma.
Minds
shackled.
Fixed.
Trained
to perform,
understand,
obey.
Vice
grip
hold.
Religion.
Politics.
Narratives
downloaded,
installed.
Shaping.
Minions
created.
Mindless
followers.
Locally
transfixed.
Powers
that be
mind tweaks.
Critical
thinking.
Nullified.
Not allowed.
Do what’s
told.
Master’s
fine
tuning.
Whirring,
blending.
Mixing,
messing.
Mind
altering.
Moving
dial.
Controlled.
Moving
mountains.
Everything!
Confusion
reigns.
Armies
marching.
What
is truth?
Tumultuous.
Spun to
confusion,
uncertainty.
Critical
thinking,
original
thought.
Canceled.

 

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Marion

I think it's a well known concept that we minions are kept so busy just trying to survive that mostly we don't have time to 'think'....when you do have time to think you realise what a brilliant fkn plan that was by the powers that be, and possibly, why life never really felt like...'life' at all...x

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E.J. Waling

So true Marion. The little people.
Thank you for reading.
JP

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