Good evening/morning, loving
readers of the Lockerian Times. Tonight I have a few inflammatory
topics which I haven't written on in a while, but which I feel may
help the situation at hand. Before I begin, it is worth sharing that
the moods I will partake in defeating this evening are among those
which piss me off the most. They warrant very little respect for the
people who exhibit them. As such, I don't really care if someone gets
their feelings hurt on this one.
Substantive dialogue about life, and sometimes my own boring little life. Please credit me if you use my content.
Thursday, March 30, 2017
Thursday, March 23, 2017
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Here is a Lockerian update
for my lovely readers. It's hard as a rock to comprehend, but we're
already nearly through March. Three months of this new year are
behind us, and they've been peaceful months. It's been a very
peaceful year, in fact, with relatively few inconveniences. While I'd
sure love to have more than I can handle – as I explained in my
previous post – hindsight has me feeling good about the changes to
my arrangement.
Sunday, March 12, 2017
Ain't No Lobos, for the New World
It's been many years in
progress, but I've come to the realization that I am not much of an
orator. Sure I wish my voice could be a bit convicting. But this is
simply how I came to be, and there's not much to do about it. Barely
if ever might I eviscerate the evil I fight and make it see itself
for what it is, and barely may if ever do my words bring people back
into the light from the darkness of neglect. I have no force of
personality.
The New World is the only
force that I do indeed have which would not evaporate in front of me.
Under the banner of the New World, my great lessons and holders of
faith are placed. I find a foresight here which shows that the world
we have created is not optimal. When weighed with the blessings we
have been given, massive mistakes have been made. When reflecting on
how half our world lives in poverty, we pride ourselves on what has
been done for the other half. Nothing is truly pure, and I can tell
you that as a troll who pretends to be a biologist. We've always got an equilibrium, preferably
away from suffering. And although I have stressed balance before,
balance should be far in the right direction.
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