Some people have this sense that they are not the killer monkeys some of us claim we all are, as a species.

And I get this sense that those people are indeed not, how they are not the hierarchic killer mob, not the follow the leader do as I say kind of monkeys, whether that leader has been voted in democratically or the role has been taken by force or corruption. Where each individual has a specific role and place, and all are wanted and needed, and sacrifices are made, consciously for the common good of the group, this ‘ruff n tuff’ looking band of killer monkey brothers and sisters,

but they are killer bunnies….
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MoonBlog 38.4 Investigation

Fullfilment

When will I stop, when will it be enough?

seeking, yearning, wanting

but what
really?

Is it my head?
Is it my body?
Is it really me?

“just relax. Have another drink, few more pretzels,”

I stopped chasing my tail for a bit now, but when will the chase stop itself…?

*were you hare when I was fox”

Or is this why me is me.
If so, than I only need some new
N R J

aaaaah *plop*
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