The Chinese leadership will eliminate the freedoms in Hong Kong that is already carved in marble.
Neither the West or the UN, neither the brave demonstrators in Hong Kong can do anything about it.
Now that the Security Law has been passed by the Chinese People’s Congress Theatre, the cancer of communist disintegration is coming to the Hong Kong Special Zone and eliminating the people who stood up for self-determination and freedom.
And the sad fanal is the whole world watching.
Wow, who please got the biggest and hardest nuts or ovaries to vote against the safety law.
Well done, my favourite democrat.
Oh, God, this is so cool, the Father of the Land will be upset!
Even in paradise we feel the darkness, even in darkness there’s light 🌗✨
I really wish I could say that the United States is not like that but then I remember the time that a then-friend of ours dragged my unsuspecting mom and I to an anti-abortion fundraiser and the speaker, (Gianna Jessen), made every man in the audience stand up and yell “Freedom!” to prove that she supported their masculinity.
Needless to say, we didn’t go to any events with her again.
I’ve noticed a change; one that I cannot seem to ignore. I yearn for the touch of nature and the feeling of freedom that I work hard to possess. There is this sense of emptiness that I greatly want to ignore. But the urge to hear a soft voice or a gentle touch that lingers to my bones allures me so. Yet, I look beyond those trees that seem so close to me, my mind can’t ignore the feeling of wanting more. To fly away as far as I can and live a dream that I once thought I can’t. I bite my lip as I think of this bliss; this moment. For if I get even a little glimpse that for sure I would not miss. I stand up tall and I breathe in strong cause for a moment I know that I am not alone.
Stop turning on each other.
That’s what (((they))) want.
TURN. ON. (((THEM))).
It’s because of (((them))) that the world is like this.
Turn on the Globalists and corrupt elite.
TAKE BACK YOUR SOVEREIGNTY.
Como sentar, vestir, o que parecer e falar
Me conheci, cresci, perdi enfim o medo de ser
Canto a liberdade, passarinho quer voar
Sei que ‘cê soma sete vidas simplesmente linda
Defeitos e qualidade, vida longa à nossa luta
Essa é pras mina de verdade
Suas curvas intrigam, mas seus sorriso invade
Se ama sem medo, mana
Que o medo nunca é felicidade
Nunca é felicidade, não, não
Me olhei no espelho hoje, bitch, I’m flawless and I’m fly
Almost done. I have moved out pretty much everything I own, and it barely looked like I lived here.
This has been a loooonnnngggg frickin’ week, for so many reasons. I’m so tired.
Thankful for the few who have walked with me, through the shit storm I was dragged through, and tomorrow…I’m free 💯🌻 .
Just me, my self and I💚
All these letters and words and sentences
Imprisoned in my throat
They add up,
The pressure builds up
Slowly and at light speed
I have the loudest scream in me
But it never passes my lips
It’s so loud
I can’t release it
It’s not even words anymore
Only feelings and regrets and hopes
And so much things at once
I don’t even remember how it was in the beginning
I think I know how it started
All the things I never said
They accumulated in my neck
They melted together, and words disappeared
It’s an explosion
Nothing is clear
All these pieces of things I tried to forget
They never leave me
Stealing my sleep
They come back each night and haunt me
I tried to swallow them
But they’re too big and too much
My lips are sealed
My tongue still
My mouth closed
And they have been like this for so long
I don’t know how to open them again and breathe
My words are still here
They move constantly
Nagging, melting and crashing into each other
Until they have no sense and rationality,
Only raw emotion and feeling
They have to escape somehow
They’re too many in this little space
So they flow through my fingers
Escape my throat and stain the paper
Ink on my hands and words on my sheets
I’ve never felt so free before.