Keep Off the Grass Keep off the Grass was established in 1996, scrapped in 2000 and just now picked up in 05. I'll use this as a creative outlet to vent my typical misguided thoughts, thanks to Lep, you all may read them :)
6/14/2006 the private confessions the rose peddles my tongue in meddlesome unsung wrongs I'm paying tribunes to sinews I'm a faun moving on I chose multiple roads now littered with all my foes taking down observations like a doe hones wit its ears prone on loan, the suitcase clasp cracks from the nip of jack frost biting back I'm tredding trepidation, waitin for a vacation I'm supposidly takin my minds vacant for dating disaster, confiding in a paster that doesn't even consider god to be his master his pue rows are no longer patient because everything heres already been taken, look at me standing here naked feeling as if I'll never make it this path now feels more like a trap my feet soles feel cold on this lovers vehicle, the wheels fold she opens up old wounds singin tunes too triumphent to stain her blues taking deep pocket tolls, striking nice men twice with resentment the one is right, the left is peeling life and doesn't belong I wonder why I tried to save ya when nothing on earth lasts she's singin the same ol songs she tip toes over knots trying not to get caught I'm not her type, the tears pour down like rain her noose rips holds gets sawed off with blame I'm out here walking a strenous road with a wish to nothin I'm fillin her void, billin poise, bein killed by noise to a self-realization that I'm just a toy sleak masking rap the true art of a poet with passion in fashion I score war with idle whores and it happens I'm dabblin lap tax, static wax you go ahead an read the traps these lumps on my head throb, scrapping in fragments, tag your it part of me loves resentment, mending anguish in segments
my trees strong standing stumped eventually she gets dumped the warnings were strong but I strive to live on never amount to much, I been torn off opinions clash we love the sex but lack the cash I speed off cuz this leetch is soft beating the night I'm cheating life meeting do ' no ' wrong types dealing with overbearing strife we break we love the sex but lack the cash
she sleeps with a body pillow, bride to my headstone doesn't really like the dents in my head tho well versed in hurt, my girls lost in labyrinths teaming with lazarets til thoughts extend she begins to befriend the meds and that could be hazardous to hide trinkets you hold dear for fear our end is near openin up old wounds we conflict roots of interest whos better? we're better, your better, I'm just a man better off dead who am I but another lie to provide a comforting sigh a side you try to understand, but miss the intentions of my dessention trying to keep a deep residue of love fighting off complex conceptions, fiending for confrontations, stay impatient shes mad at me for falling in and out of love the rip tide of each lie fills my tokes of never again no lets not pretend to be friends this really is the end I'm not the type to pick up and let go, especially when ya treat'n me like a hoe
knawing at resentment; to the magnificent innocence, you wreap heatseeking magnets indulging e with faggets cheating life sooner or later, whats wrong? whos really right? walking along the rain drops playing maestro with the clouds waging war
she comes, he packs up and leaves she closes the door shes dumped, we're through no more I closed the chapter of me an you as soon as you through me out the door ya fucking whore amazed she's not broken by the way my lips formed kissing away tears as she's choking hoping there really was more then the splash marks on your floor I pour out pounds of pain, feet sore I leap this whore they'll be no more sheilding you from the rain
I lay to rest, playing body pillow with the headstone swingin off the willow my trees strong standing stumped eventually she gets dumped the warnings were strong but I strive to live on never amount to much, I been torn off opinions clash we love the sex but lack the cash I speed off cuz this leetch is soft beating the night I'm cheating life meeting do ' no ' wrong types dealing with overbearing strife we break we love the sex but lack the cash x3 an I ain't got time to match you can have your things back
6/9/2006 along side a mountain its earling in the morning I look out my window to see it pouring rained during the dawn along my front lawn nothing but a parade of pink skies enscribed along the etch of trellise I could make out words as the sun raise burned a body of works vast as it was infinite and that spoke directly inside me in and out of conciousness, covert and a side of risk
it said keep a straight mind and be ever patient, never let go of tests or walk along side of anger adjacent a vacant mind see what you see, but with open eyes never be a child in a manger be forewarned, or regression will set sail you'll be left tethered and tender
defeinately never ending circles of a cycle I embrace the uncharted and scale mountains in the highest range I use clouds to cover the most northernest tip in hopes that you just might not find it lose it, loose site of travelers delight, the super highway of life the driving ambition to be the last man standing high off, taking in an eagles breath the highest height of the most northernest tip
When in the course of organic evolution it becomes obvious that a mutational process is inevitably dissolving the physical and neurological bonds which connect the members of one generation to the past and inevitably directing them to assume among the species of Earth the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and Nature's God entitle them, a decent concern for the harmony of species requires that the causes of the mutation should be declared.
We hold these truths to be self evident:
That all species are created different but equal;
That they are endowed, each one, with certain inalienable rights;
That among them are Freedom to Live, Freedom to Grow, and Freedom to pursue Happiness in their own style;
That to protect these God-given rights, social structures naturally emerge, basing their authority on the principles of love of God and respect for all forms of life;
That whenever any form of government becomes destructive of life, liberty, and harmony, it is the organic duty of the young members of that species to mutate, to drop out, to initiate a new social structure, laying its foundations on such principles and organizing its power in such form as seems likely to produce the safety, happiness, and harmony of all sentient beings.
Genetic wisdom, indeed, suggests that social structures long established should not be discarded frivolous reasons and transient causes. The ecstasy of mutation is equally balanced by the pain. Accordingly all experience shows that members of a species are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, rather than to discard the forms to which they are accustomed.
But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, all pursuing invariably the same destructive goals, threaten the very fabric of organic life and the serene harmony of the planet, it is the right, it is the organic duty to drop out of such morbid covenants and to evolve new loving social structures.
Such has been the patient sufferance of the freedom-loving peoples of this earth, and such is now the necessity which constrains us to form new systems of government.
The history of the white, menopausal, mendacious men now ruling the planet earth is a history of repeated violation of the harmonious laws of nature, all having the direct object of establishing a tyranny of the materialistic aging over the gentle, the peace-loving, the young, the colored. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to the judgement of generations to come.
These old, white rulers have maintained a continuous war against other species of life, enslaving and destroying at whim fowl, fish, animals and spreading a lethal carpet of concrete and metal over the soft body of earth.
They have maintained as well a continual state of war among themselves and against the colored races, the freedom-loving, the gentle, the young. Genocide is their habit.
They have instituted artificial scarcities, denying peaceful folk the natural inheritance of earth's abundance and God's endowment.
They have glorified material values and degraded the spiritual.
They have claimed private, personal ownership of God'd land, driving by force of arms the gentle from passage on the earth.
In their greed they have erected artificial immigration and customs barriers, preventing the free movement of people.
In their lust for control they have set up systems of compulsory educationto coerce the minds of the children and to destroy the wisdom and innocence of the playful young.
In their lust for power they have controlled all means of communication to prevent the free flow of ideas and to block loving exchanges among the gentle.
In their fear they have instituted great armies of secret police to spy upon the privacy of the pacific.
In their anger they have coerced the peaceful young against their will to join their armies and to wage murderous wars against the young and gentle of other countries.
In their greed they have made the manufacture and selling of weapons the basis of their economies.
For profit they have polluted the air, the rivers, the seas.
In their impotence they have glorified murder, violence, and unnatural sex in their mass media.
In their aging greed they have set up an economic system which favors age over youth.
They have in every way attempted to impose a robot uniformity and to crush variety, individuality, and independence of thought.
In their greed, they have instituted political systems which perpetuate rule by the aging and force youth to choose between plastic conformity or despairing alienation.
They have invaded privacy by illegal search, unwarranted arrest, and contemptuous harassment.
They have enlisted an army of informers.
In their greed they sponsor the consumption of deadly tars and sugars and employ cruel and unusual punishment of the possession of life-giving alkaloids and acids.
They never admit a mistake. They unceasingly trumpet the virtue of greed and war. In their advertising and in their manipulation of information they make a fetish out of blatant falsity and pious self-enhancement. Their obvious errors only stimulate them to greater error and noisier self-approval.
They are bores.
They hate beauty.
They hate sex.
They hate life.
We have warned them from time to time to their inequities and blindness. We have addressed every available appeal to their withered sense of righteousness. We have tried to make them laugh. We have prophesied in detail the terror they are perpetuating. But they have been deaf to the weeping of the poor, the anguish of the colored, the rocking mockery of the young, the warnings of their poets. Worshipping only force and money, they listen only to force and money. But we shall no longer talk in these grim tongues.
We must therefore acquiesce to genetic necessity, detach ourselves from their uncaring madness and hold them henceforth as we hold the rest of God's creatures - in harmony, life brothers, in their excess, menaces to life.
We, therefore, God-loving, peace-loving, life-loving, fun-loving men and women, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the Universe for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the name and by the Authority of all sentient beings who seek gently to evolve on this planet, solemnly publish and declare that we are free and independent, and that we are absolved from all Allegiance to the United States Government and all governments controlled by the menopausal, and that grouping ourselves into tribes of like-minded fellows, we claim full power to live and move on the land, obtain sustenance with our own hands and minds in the style which seems sacred and holy to us, and to do all Acts and Things which independent Freemen and Freewomen may of right do without infringing on the same rights of other species and groups to do their own thing.
And for the support of this Declaration of Evolution with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, and serenely confident of the approval of generations to come, in whose name we speak, do we now mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our Sacred Honor.
9/3/2005 Do You Remember? remember how it used to be... long before the impossible when you asked me make like a tree and leave? possible remember how we used to dream remember how we used to believe together forever, just you, then me remember how it used to be... long before the impossible what we set out to achieve long before you asked me to leave? remember how we used to dream remember how we used to believe we'd be together forever, just you, then me everything our souls hoped we'd be just remember, just remember how it used to be before my one and only love. she did leave me. believe me she could read me.
8/8/2005 I stayed for love... no more smiles because shes taken them away We love to do things we enjoy. We lust for the things we can't have. Purity of the mind is a side I've never seen. My thoughts are as calm as the seas. Though, I have always seen specific outcomes through the third person wheel I put myself into, I can't stop the 23 year ball thats been rolling. I try to live up to the expectations of those previous bearing my last name. But I bring it shame. There seems to be no escape from the demensions of a first impression. Now with the strings suffocating to a specific date, I cut them away. Play with the joy of her envious eyes, a let down. I've been let down and die.
7/21/2005 Nuclear Winter Well often I have been in thought of such a disaster. Let me be the first to say, after I had watched Terminater 2 as a child, I knew from that moment, that we really were destined for a probable nuclear attack one day. There are absolutes to this world that we live in, there will always be weapons being constructed for the destruction of another race. There will always be someone out there who 'wants to take over the world.' Sure we may mask the fact that they are around, perhaps we might even try to hide them somewhere and fail to tell people about them, pretend they are for our protection. But in my reality, no matter what protection you hold true to ourselves, we will always have a cause and effect to our mother earth. They say, if you took a nuclear weapon and put one on each fault line, detonate them at the exact same time, it would literally rip this world in two. Perhaps even shatter the core, we'd be space particles floating folks!
Cities Targeted for al-Qaeda Nuclear Weapons: Atlanta, Beaumont, TX; Boston, Chicago, Houston, Las Vegas, Los Angeles, Miami, New York, Philadelphia, Phoenix, Seattle, Washington (Sources: World Net Daily and various intel agencies)
The threat is real, This is no joke. We have terrorists who do not wish us to be here. We have invaded their countries, flushed the foxes out of their fox holes. Killed many, prisioned who we could at the G Bay. When a raccoon is backed into a corner, no matter how threatened they are, they will fight to the absolute death. Much like humans, if they feel they have no other way to get rid of something, they will go to the extremes. Whats to say, they haven't already gotten their hands on nuclear weapons?
In his story, Farah states the al-Qaida nukes were likely smuggled 'into the U.S. over the Mexican border with the help of the MS-13 street gang and other organized crime groups.' Jim Kouri, a vice president with the National Association of Police Chiefs and a VoicesMag.com contributor, reported last month that U.S. counterterrorism experts believe MS-13 'has ties to terrorist groups including al-Qaida.'
The Pentagon has also recently adopted a major change from its longstanding 'two-war strategy.' Instead of keeping forces designed to fight two major regional conflicts at the same time, 'the Defense Department's most senior officials believe the military should be capable of fighting one major war, while devoting more resources to defending the homeland and fighting terrorism (my emphasis).' Loren Thompson, an analyst at the Lexington Institute, a policy research center in Arlington, Va., told the New York Times the Pentagon's policy change was necessary because 'what we need for conventional victory is different from what we need for fighting insurgents, and fighting insurgents has relatively little connection to stopping the spread of nuclear weapons. We can't afford it all (my emphasis).'
Shortly after the Sept. 11, 2001 attacks, the Washington Post reported on the existence of a so-called 'shadow' U.S. government that, as of March 2002 – when the story broke – currently worked in secret outside Washington, D.C. The reason: 'To ensure survival of federal rule after a catastrophic attack on the nation's capital.' Granted, it was a longstanding plan, but that marked the first time it was activated. And it's reportedly been updated since.
I'd also like to take the time to say, we are headed toward a depression. Over population, leading to deminishing resources. Whats to say that our government wouldn't try to stop this. Rather when it happens, place responsiblity on another party, and then resume control over a crumbling nation, more apt to do anything their government says then ever?
I've taken the time to copy some links over for your prying eyes. Doubters, would be witch hunters, the test of time is all we have to hope for, For I hope and I pray that none of this ever comes into play. God save us all
7/18/2005 Cave In (Atmosphere) the door opened, in walked my brother terrified. teary eyed.I'm wide open only to hear our father died.its not true I'm hoping, I need some air I'm choking.Get me off this ride, wheres life going? Feeling I'm lost, I'm frozen.Suspended in mid tramatized state. why I'm chosen for this fate. I don't know. It takes back and forth emotion so unsocible not speaking we made in silence cuz I'm weak and deep inside a freak and want my father back I need em whys god cheating? Taking half to who gave me life my mind replaces thought now no longer can I sleep at night not feeling right insecure now whats my future looking like I've delt with death before. Age 11 and can't take no more my hands on the floor cuz my stomachs feeling sick and I was mad at the lord because he took him all to quick. That day one his way to pick me up he never made it blamed it all on myself therefore I dwelled in self hatred. On a path called destruct many thought I wouldn't make it I hated the way I feel but I just can't seem to shake it. Somebody take it away! this mad situation my world is breaking and I feel like I'm about to cave in
I try to take it all in after it all settled I couldn't begin accepting you were gone but understood
hey dad I miss you for every day gone and for the rest of my life try to remain strong until we reunite. live on your memory from the seeds you planted gentily. thanks for being there for me and all the time you spent with me. love sent from me if I could only have that day back to sit down and rap shoot the breeze and have a chat but the facts still remain still later. on the day I have to meet our maker I write my feelings on the paper for now. along the golf course where you once played I see you as I drive by I feel you like your presence is there. I stop and I staire, I see the pictures of days we shared well aware that you cared. Making sure I was perpared for life the hard-ships the struggles the garbage and the troubles that come with it. Always kept my head lifted. I grip it close to my heart, everything you taught me My dad. My Hero. You have my love for all eternity.
I try to take it all in after it all settled I couldn't begin accepting you were gone but understood
Your the type of person to keep to yourself. You don't like to bother people so obviously you don't like it when people bother you. Lets call you the silent type. The guy/girl, everyone looks at with envious eyes. Why? because you don't care what people are out there talking bout, gossiping. You hear the rumors, but don't let it get above you in any way. If this is you...Good for you ! I applaud you in every way shape and forum.
Type 2:
Your the type to get in everyones business. Just because you can, you think the world revolves around you and thus everyone else should open up your doors cuz your above ' the man '. Talking to you is a real chore, because one things for sure... once you walk away, you talk about it some more. Then get ya messages twisted, shoulda written it down in bullet forum an list it, would have done better if you actually opened up your ears and listened! You create controversy, get people in trouble. Could be a company rat, shit disturb because you have nothing better to do. Type 3:
Mr./Mrs. Company man. The type to go by the rules. Follow it to a T. You do something different and they see this. Excuse me Mr. Boss man, whats their name did this... Did that, The type that hopes by doing this, he'll sweep you under the door matt and eventually move on up. Promotion is one thing, stepping on other peoples toes is another. Watch the company rat man! Don't tell people your personal business, let them think whatever you want, as long as you don't say anything its all hearsay.
I've worked many jobs, and every jobs the same. The same type of personalities. The same kinds of conversations. It seems like I'm just running around in a rat race. A circle jerk of unappreciative bosses, corperate executives, company rats, bad breath closer talkers, horny cats looking for an ass pat.
Jobs to stay away from in general: Any type of ' on the phone ' job. They're definately the worst.
A condition in which, upon waking, a person is aware of the surroundings but is unable to move.
are you hearing voices? are you aware that somethings there but intangle to see? When you turn out the lights, do those things in the night go bump, bump back?
Well there are many people out there who would have you believe that sleep paralysis is brought on by the stresses of life. Brought on by yourself. Some would have you believe these are aliens and the last part or feeling of your abduction. Everyone has their own explaination.I will share an experience I have had with you. I am not saying you have to believe me, nor do I care if you do because this is as real as it gets for me.
A practicing spiritual medium, I use meditation to expand my mind and enter the realm of what they call the alpha state of mine. Basically your mind is clear of any thought, your awake but don't feel awake in the physical state, rather in the middle as they say between, reality and the supernatural.
So one night there I am on a couch in my basement in a house I have lived practically me whole entire life. I was born in October, on the 11th of 1982, at the St. Catherines General Hospital, I was born with this thing they call a ' Cawl ', its an extra piece of skin ( membraine ) that covers your browe/forehead and they need to remove it. My family lived in a bungalo type house, unaware of the address/street name now. Both our neighbours were white witches, which my father said they had asked him over on numberous occasions. Also taking note that my mother and father had felt the house we were living in to be haunted. By a good spirit of course. Hearing recollections of what had happened in the household sends chills up my back, only compounding my belief in what they have told me. My father is gifted or rather was gifted in the art of dreaming. He was a dreamer, having his dreams come to reality. Now adays and for the last 30 years of his life, he has gone to bed every night saying to himself, no dreams no dreams, and altho he still has dreams, he has lost his gift because he intentionally closed it. We moved to Niagara Falls when I was around 4 years old, also having a new sibling, a sister, then she was 2. When we moved into our new house, I was fine, but grew scared everytime I was in my basement. You see, at the bottom of the stairs was a door that led into the furnace room. Which I had the most strong impression that there was a very large dark figure down there hiding behind the furnace waiting to get me. Whenever downstairs by myself I would have the lights on, but brought up to shut lights off whenever your not in a room, on my way up, I would turn out the lights, and instantly break into a mad dash up the stairs feeling as if he was behind me all the way wanting to drag me back down. Years pass on, I forget these impressions I had had as a child and continue to live my life.
I found a calling towards my meditation and exploring around into the supernatural side of reality which most of us never tend to look to. I had the smallest bit of knowledge and a hunger for knowledge and a common disregard for the rules. One night while meditating in my basement on the couch around 2:30am. [ *note* behind the couch, is the hallway leading to the furnace. ] Anyway, instead of surrounding myself with protective energy, I went into a darkness. Soon I had felt a presence come into play, and almost like someone pushing a pillow over my face attempting to smother my life out. I started to scream or well rather, attempt to scream, hearing myself, I could only hear muffled weasing attempts almost like whispers, getting no where. I tried to force it off me with all my might when all of a sudden, it had advanced from snuffing my life out through just a feeling over my face, it went to my chest as well. By this time I was quite scared I wouldn't make it. I started to call out to god for help, as you should always do when confronted by evil entities, in anything, especially dreams! Anyway, upon what seemed a lifetime of asking for help, I had started convulsing, as if being shook violently to come to. I came to alright, when I was flung from the couch to the coffee table, where I smacked my head on the corner of the coffee table, came to as my body hit the ground. Ran upstairs just like I had as a child felling chased the whole way. It took me 2 years as a young man before coming to going back into my room and sleeping there. There was many happenings before, and thus far after, all compelling in their own right. But this one was the most influential, having compounded my beliefs as well as fears. I have since then cleansed my house using white candles, prayer and magic. I urge all of you who've had these experiences, especially whether they be reaccuring, to find god and cleanse your house by burning a white candles.
A historical region of southwest Asia at the eastern end of the Mediterranean Sea and roughly coextensive with modern Israel and the West Bank. Occupied since prehistoric times, it has been ruled by Hebrews, Egyptians, Romans, Byzantines, Arabs, and Turks. A British League of Nations mandate oversaw the affairs of the area from 1920 until 1948, when Israel declared itself a separate state and the West Bank territory was occupied by Jordan. The West Bank was subsequently annexed (1950) by Jordan and occupied (1967) by Israel. In 1988 the Palestine Liberation Organization under Yasir Arafat declared its intention of forming an Arab state of Palestine, probably including the West Bank, the Gaza Strip, and the Arab sector of Jerusalem. The Palestinians achieved limited self-rule in the Gaza Strip and the West Bank in 1993 and 1994.
An ancient kingdom of Palestine founded by Saul c. 1025 B.C. After 933 it split into the Northern Kingdom, or kingdom of Israel, and the kingdom of Judah to the south. Israel was overthrown by the Assyrians in 721.
A country of southwest Asia on the eastern Mediterranean Sea. It was established in 1948 following the British withdrawal from Palestine, which had been divided by recommendation of the United Nations into Jewish and Arab states. Discord with neighboring Arab countries that had rejected the UN partition led to numerous wars, notably in 1948-1949, 1956-1957, 1967, and 1973. In the Six-Day War of 1967 Israel occupied the Gaza Strip, the West Bank, Jerusalem's Old City, the Golan Heights, and the Sinai Peninsula. The Golan Heights and Jerusalem were later annexed, and the Sinai was returned to Egypt in 1982. A 1993 Israeli-Palestinian accord granted limited Palestinian autonomy in the Gaza Strip, and a similar accord calling for Palestinian self-rule in the West Bank was signed in 1994. Jerusalem is the capital and Tel Aviv-Yafo the largest city. Population: 5,383,000.
A country of north-central Europe. Occupied since c. 500 B.C. by Germanic tribes, the region became part of the Frankish empire by the sixth century A.D. Later it became a loose federation of principalities and the nucleus of the Holy Roman Empire until the imperial state was broken up by Napoleon in 1806. Germany became a confederation after 1815 and then an empire centered around Prussia (1871-1918). Following its defeat in World War I, it was reorganized as the Weimar Republic, which collapsed when Adolf Hitler rose to power and formed the Third Reich. Germany's defeat in 1945 at the end of World War II resulted in its division into four occupation zones, each controlled by an Allied power. Out of the U.S., French, and British zones West Germany was established in 1949, while the Soviet zone became East Germany. The two Germanies were reunified in 1990 after the fall of the East German Communist government. Berlin is the capital and largest city. Population: 81,410,000.
Hit·ler( P )Pronunciation Key (htlr), Adolf. Known as “Der Führer.” 1889-1945.
Austrian-born founder of the German Nazi Party and chancellor of the Third Reich (1933-1945). His fascist philosophy, embodied in Mein Kampf (1925-1927), attracted widespread support, and after 1934 he ruled as an absolute dictator. Hitler's pursuit of aggressive nationalist policies resulted in the invasion of Poland (1939) and the subsequent outbreak of World War II. His regime was infamous for the extermination of millions of people, especially European Jews. He committed suicide when the collapse of the Third Reich was imminent (1945).
Now with our little history lesson wrapped up. I feel the need to vent my opinion on this because I have one. I have a one sided view on this matter. For I have yet to base my opinion on what I have read, for obvious reasons things are hard to find concerning this matter. Who would want such atrocities attached to themselves. Especially with todays peeping eyes. Anyways, this is not my final concluesion and without a doubt I will research more into it and derive my final concluesion on this matter later, but because I have taken special interest in this cause, because of the constant bombing overseas wondering just why are people so willing to give their life by saying so little.
From what I understand, the underline reason for these bombings, is because sometime in the late 40's, when Israel formed as a seperate self efficient self governing territory. They took over parts of Palistine, in which by doing so, they took tens of thousands of people out of their homes in Palistine, put them on trains like cattle and shipped them further into Palistine to live in metal box huts, where some of those who once had this happen to them, still live today! Not only did they do this, but they moved Israeli jews into these houses and occupied them as if they belonged to themselves. This was after the Nazi partys shipped hundreds of thousands of Jews to be killed infront of firing squads, to rott in shower rooms induced with chemicals.
Furthermore, Jewish are many, as such with much financial influence, as well as cultural, and religious wise. They have many people in such positions as CEOS and Headsmen of news papers, television networks ect. ect. There has been such a cover-up of why Palistines are revolting, trying to hide the true reason they are going out and doing such things.
What would drive a person to do this sort of thing, well I imagine after years of oppression, being brought up with an anti sematic mind in schools as well as your household. People looking to make an extreme political statement, being sucked into a violent outlet to show that they are no longer willing to sit by without the worlds help in the matter. While Isreal still holds the West Bank, which rightfully belongs to Palestine..... I could go on, but I fear my opinion may be currupt and jaded as those who believe George Bush went into Iraq for fear of mass weapons of destruction.
Rest assured I will have this figured out someday in my life. Perhaps enjoy sitting down to hear both sides of the story... alas in 40-50 years, those stories will remain untold unless written down somewhere, and those memories of those people will soon no longer exsist.
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