“Organized religion is the most deviously designed handcuff known to man, for the one unique aspect they have, they weren’t designed for your hands they were designed for your mind, and will keep you in bondage long after your children’s children are buried.”—Henrik Van Den Berg (via dustandsunlight)
When your words were formed
The static on the line couldn’t hide
What I really didn’t want to hear.
The sounds of my screams tried to deafen the memories of unlit candles and
Forceful coercion. You tried to force your sickly body in places that I never wanted anyone to take from me.
Why did it take this long to see
That you already forced yourself in
Long before I had thought to say “no”.
my favorite compliment i’ve gotten at college was from a drunk frat boy who said i had “the body of the girl of his dreams” then paused and held up a hand to stop me from saying anything and continued “…..but the haircut of the boy of my dreams”
In a petri dish holding cells
When one becomes inactive,
The others do too.
So unless you let me know,
Unless you tell me how long,
Don’t expect me to hold
up the sky all by myself.
I will let it crush me before
My muscles atrophy and
bones turn to meal
My roots were coerced
To dig deep into the ground
And they can be uprooted
At the drop of a hat
“So you think money is the root of all evil? Have you ever asked what is the root of money? … Money is the material shape of the principle that men who wish to deal with one another must deal by trade and give value for value … Money is made possible only by the men who produce. Is that what you consider evil?”—Ayn Rand (Atlas Shrugged)