Something to ponder amidst this excrement


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For Whom the Bell Tolls
by John Donne

No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thine own
Or of thine friend's were.
Each man's death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.

To change momentum, especially that which has been established by unexamined wrongs, suspicion inspired by self-serving greed and fear must be suspended so better for many can be the new route.

If drivers do not respond in mass to the wrongs Uber has done, all will continue to be abused. If all took less today, simultaneously, better would come tomorrow and all would be served much sooner.

Fear makes too many paralyzed and blind to the dangers hiding behind it.

If less focus were devoted to me me me, we we we would be so much better.

Later bizzattchezzzz. Peace.