Protesting Bush's invasion of Santa Clara

a blessing of tears

All is well for PNAC's sick little projects.

I never even hear (let alone feel) the bombs. That wont last.

If not now, when? If not me, who then?

Enough watching beloved friends tortured with cancers, AIDS, PTSD, misc. diseases, and evil radiation treatments. Soon I will have my turn. It is a wonder to see all that dies around me and to know that I will also, and that consistantly must remind me to act with care, quality, and above all compassion.

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