Ablaut Logic

Do you believe in your cause?
Would shouting at you change your mind?
Then why would shouting at them change their mind?

Poetry in motion, not in motion, inactive. It could be the emotionally lost, an emotional sea, an emotional hook, and we seek ourselves outwards. If there were any truth in this, it would be that we must be the new humans of this planet, and the next. Some are the ribald and ire of the season of reasons, and we adults can tell you two of many unknown things, with age comes focus not forgiveness, and the eyes of the mind seek what we've always sought, hear what we've always heard, and as you can tell from this, all things are test of time.

So I will sing sang sung with this tongue, and in the ancient tongues I might have spake to speak of spoken words, in timeless ways it sees, it is seeing, and now we see, of when and where you'll need ask and pray tell as has been what begs pardon. I don't know who I am anymore, but not born yesterday. These times of children raising the next adults, and infants crying to be kings, we have had made possible opportunity, in the ways that must not be, our regrets make us characters in a sad time, our lives make us none of your business. I speak, I spake, I spoke.

It's true in some ways that I study the way of words, gathering the anecdotes of antidotes and wars, all for not as pages rot, coyly to describe the way my inner dialogue prays to demigods, only to say the names of emotions to the souls met along the roads of this world when seen from the moon like veins of an eye forever staring at the sun. Fittingly, in ways, how some would like to see it split and need and want two halves of one mind. The active, the events, the results, or the series, all of these are aspects of humanity, and in some cases human is what you are and not what you're doing -- to this we hope you study or train or work.

There is a magic I have seen, where time stops, where all elements of humanity can be observed to perfectly observe, in ways to perceive the elements of society without the hypocrisy and barbarism and stupidity of censorship, to see aspects of life as easy as poets throw words for ideas. When we adults are emotional, more so than every, the chorus of minds with words best silent, the extent at the moment inescapable of better questions, you so I ask this.

Do you believe in your effect?
Would shooting at you make you want to surrender?
Then why would shooting at them end war that kills humans?

Under the commune

Victor Hugo - Wikiquote:
Socialism, or the Red Republic, is all one; for it would tear down the tricolour and set up the red flag. It would make penny pieces out of the Column Vendome. It would knock down the statue of Napoleon and raise up that of Marat in its stead. It would suppress the Académie, the Ecole Polytechnique, and the Legion of Honour. To the grand device Liberty, Equality, and Fraternity, it would add "Ou la mort." It would bring about a general bankruptcy. It would ruin the rich without enriching the poor. It would destroy labour, which gives to each one his bread. It would abolish property and family. It would march about with the heads of the proscribed on pikes, fill the prisons with the suspected, and empty them by massacres. It would convert France into the country of gloom. It would strangle liberty, stifle the arts, silence thought, and deny God. It would bring into action these two fatal machines, one of which never works without the other—the assignat press and the guillotine. In a word, it would do in cold blood what the men of 1793 did in fever, and after the grand horrors which our fathers saw, we should have the horrible in all that was low and small.

• Statement of May 1848, as quoted in Paris Under the Commune : Or, Seventy-Three Days of the Second Siege (1871) by John Leighton

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