Today.. I sat down by the river next to my house..
I brought Garfield pocket number 37.. hopefully I'll laugh when I read it..
but.. I cried...
Why?
Dunno.. maybe Garfield is just to hard to understand.. especially when its written in Dutch..
To resist is to piss in the wind. Anyone who does will end up smelling. Knowing this, why do I defy? Because my inner voice is yelling. There is a fist pressing against anyone who thinks something compelling. Our intuit we're taught to deny and our soul we're told is for selling. Get out from under them resist and multiply! Get out from under precipice and see the sky! Get out from under them. Resist, unlearn, defy! Get out from under precipice and see the sky!
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