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originally posted by: igloo
a reply to: 19Bones79
Now, I see an impassable abyss between me and the world I knew. Some days I feel an intense grief. I'm not sure if it's for my past innocence or because I struggle to believe the insanity I've experienced is even real. I feel utterly beat up despite knowing since childhood that something of this nature was going to happen and nothing could have prepared my mind for it. As I got older, I started to set aside the feeling the event was going to happen in my lifetime. I relaxed and let my guard down in wishful thinking. Wishful, but not honest as the process must unfold for us to evolve collectively.
You know how you let yourself think that everything will be all right if you can only get to a certain place or do a certain thing. But when you get there you find it's not that simple.
All the world will be your enemy... and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you, digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning and full of tricks....
That wasn't why they destroyed the warren. It was just because we were in their way. They killed us to suit themselves.
The holes are all hidden... every rabbit in the place under orders. You can’t call your life your own: and in return you have safety—if it’s worth having at the price you pay.
The rabbits became strange in many ways, different from other rabbits. They knew well enough what was happening. But even to themselves they pretended that all was well, for the food was good, they were protected, they had nothing to fear but the one fear... never enough at a time to drive them away.They forgot the ways... for what use had they for tricks and cunning, living in the enemy's warren and paying his price?
Who wants to hear about brave deeds when he’s ashamed of his own, and who likes an open, honest tale from someone he’s deceiving.
originally posted by: igloo
At one point, I wondered if we were creating it in real time by our participation.
How strange is the world where we (the dangerous extremists) discuss the propriety of an amazing piece of literature for certain aged kids while the others (the totally well adjusted non-groomers) are saying exposing toddlers to sexual fetish performers is not only appropriate, but an important function of public libraries and schools.
People will go to any lengths to protect their children from pedophiles