Ha! Grrr… sounds like a roar or a bear suffering constipation after eating a BLM riot monger who was stupid enough to fuck with a bears dinner of an environmentalist jogger who tried to make friends with the bear.

I feel sorry for any bear who decides to eat a BLM idiot OR one of those people who think they are an environmentalist.

Lot of anger out there in human land. Self righteous. Pompous. Entitled. And worse yet, intelligent ignorance. A whooooole lot of intelligent ignorance.

A little story then. A fantasy story. Completely made up. It could never, ever, be real.

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Collateral Reality

War. War is such a strong three letter word for a very powerful action. War is one of the most powerful actions a human being can conduct. The opposite and also powerful action humans can be capable of is, love.

Two brothers are capable of both war and love. Sometimes at the same time which is impossible for creatures of Earth.

“Who speaks?” the voice is old and barren of sound, only the vibrations of grinding rock tells one listening as to the language and ‘words’ be presented.

“It is.:.”

“This is why you have been?”

“It is:..”

“Remember. It is not ours yet and you will be met with it.”

“.:.Already it is done.:.”

“Try then to protect the innocent while the feast is mine.”

“It.:. .:. .:. is .:. .:. . because of command, one you have forgotten or have you decided you could?”

“The power is mine.”

“It is not (it can never be understood as what has just occurred as this is ‘read’ is a large hole of such magnitude has consumed more than thought or memory) yours to decide.”

“Of this, we agree brother.”

“War.”

“Yes. War.”

“Peace to you brother. I love you and you have, we have, and with commands released in the broken seal, (a sea. a large and mighty sea is drained dry. fertile fields sterilized. a moon shattered. so much gained while so much is lost.)

“Your peace, not mine.”

“It is”

.:.