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Nov 06, 2006 21:08

Acquired Immunity Deficiency Syndrome

What is there to say about a life hanging on like tattered pages by the spine of a classic? What is there to say about the lives taken by a crazed sirus that is completely terminal? A life of ignorance brought on by undeducated society--exiling the youth, the soul of a child, a body, a person.

There is no life in that, to isolate those who need love, not neglect, more than anyone else.

It's hard to imagine a life with liquid medication, medication before meals, twice after meals, during meals, every dawning hour of the day.

Whose to say you're educated? So what--you've been rewarded the title of "Doctor" but that isn't rewarding--that's bullshit.

Coming from the heart, I believe, more people can be ignored for what they are--what they have, than be loved.
What is that?
What is that you can't walk down the tainted streets and not be suspicious of others, their faults, their pessimism, their life?
We live in the land of the free,
but that's fucked.

We still discriminate.

Billions all over the world suffer from this--not only the diseased, but others fighting for them to live, to love, to be remembered. $40,000 per year to try to keep that life hanging on lijke tattered pages by the spine of a classic pays our fucking tuition.

And some people can't even lend a dollar.

AIDS? What's that?
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