posted on Oct, 28 2011 @ 10:51 AM
reply to post by raj9721
Well OP, if you are indeed correct, then thank you for giving my life new meaning.
I want to be a sheep! I want to wake up every day to be a part of the system and never question it, corralled by the sheepdogs who were indoctrinated
to carry out their function with no qualms, rewarded with treats that have 1's 5's 10's 20's 50's and 100's on them, spontaneously created out
of thin air while anything of actual monetary value goes towards the creation of bigger, better, more efficient sheep corrals.
I want to be slaughtered! I want my wool and skin to be used to keep those who intend on surviving with some semblance of luxury's feet and bodies
wrapped up in cuddly warmth. I want my flesh to provide sustinence to the sheep farmers and their ilk, because only through them can I truly find
comfort in the day to day, which is always the same, every day.
I want to not know what I now know because knowing is half the battle and I know I'm no soldier. They're there for mine and theirs safety and care,
so there is no sense in refusing their warm embrace they're so generously giving their herd. You sound like a witch, which scares me whether I
weather the bad weather which you have revealed, revel in that which I'm used to, or like a weevil weed out the evil which witches like you make
I'm mistaken. I'm not a sheep. I'm an ignoramouse, hoping to be ignored by TPTB with their cheese that they use to tempt me. If what you say is
IGNORANCE IS BLISS.