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Stop Preaching Unity While Waging a Civil War Inside Your Own Skin

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Stop Preaching Unity While Waging a Civil War Inside Your Own Skin The oppressor never needed a physical chain once he installed the Program of Separation inside your consciousness. The deepest wound of systemic disruption wasn't just breaking our families or borders; it was dismembering our internal kingdom. It conditioned us to view ourselves as isolated, fragile biological accidents rather than unbroken conduits of the First Source. We walk around in a walking trance—terrified, reactive, and easily herded by external noise because we are at war with ourselves. How can you build an unbroken tribe when your own house is shattered? Look at the civil war running inside your vessel: Your Mind mocks your Intuition , calling your ancestral gut-checks irrational. You lock your Emotions in the basement out of shame, letting anger and grief ferment into poison. Your Spirit is starved while your Physical Body is run into the ground on cheap dopamine and exhaustion. That is not power; ...
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Didn't write it yet, but here is the Ha2ku for one of my next blogs. My mail book has been flooded with get out and vote pledges and the news has been filled with this political fighting and lying. If i hear about the tea party one more time, or the importance of this election i might get sick. Is'nt every election important? This shit reminds me of the pimp game so much. But out of respect for my fam that are involved i may keep my mouth shut till after tuesday (im still thinking about it, but i have to try to stop the pimps (street,republican,democrat,tea party,and etc.) running around liein to all theses constiuents, call me a Hater but that shit makes me sick).

Here's your Ha2ku:
Pimp game; Politics/
Both need quick tongue and strong hand/
To keep hoes in line/
Ha2ku by ha2tim- blog coming soon (im going to loose some friends with this one)

Here's your quote:
He who begins many things finishes but few.
~ Italian Proverb

Do not remove a fly from your friend's forehead with a hatchet.
~  Chinese Proverb

Brother Ha2tim
SelfMasteryCoach
Nation Builder
Urban Shaman

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