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everything can be fixed except for things like cancer aids and dementia, and pretty soon those will be taken care of as well. we hurt a lot physically and then we take pills and we feel better. and then some things happen to our body that put us into uncomfortable or bad situations, and we don't like it. so we make up a pill or an herb or a lather that will make the problem go away.
in the past, problems that oculd not be prescribed a drug or pill have sometimes come to pass and show a reason later in life for their occurence. the problems we have in our body sometimes can be prevented, but we make decisions that are unhealthy or unsanitary or just reckless, and our body hurts or shows signs of whatever may be the affect of what we had done. these are called mistakes, and mistakes are what we should learn from. we learn from mistakes. if you run fast along a slippery pool deck, you fall sometimes. you hurt your head, you shouldn't run anymore. but some people like to have fun, and run, so they put non-slip surfaces on pool decks. so, then there are people who have sex. a lot. and then they get pregnant. they have the child, and they go into debt. they can't pay bills, and there are lots of things popping up that just make more and more pressure go onto these people. some people abort their child before it is born, and the child is dead. they made a mistake, and they learned they can kill the child if pregnancy occurs. i slip on the pool, i figure out i can get non-slip grip so i won't slip. i can jump off a cliff and realize i can wear a parachute. i can steal valuables from folk and realize that there are deadlier weapons i could use to get the job done, so i use them. i can be promiscuous to please myself and learn that a nice doctor can incise the growing fetus within me with some scissors and vaccuum the brains out to make sure it is dead. then, i can go on sexing and aborting, sexing and aborting. running and not slipping, stealing and not getting caught, pushing the line farther and farther until there are no laws and no standards that can hold back the ever-growing crime in the world. and then, anarchy will be set loose. those not supporting will be dead, for they are good yet indifferent. those who will prevail will be the freedom-seekers who believe peace will come with no restrictions, with no discrimination, not even towards crime or discrimination itself. and then, they too will die by their own fellows because they will be animals and there will be no human society left.
i like babies. if i accidentally made one, i don't know if i could kill it knowing it was my fault it was there and then it was dead because i was too much of a coward to face my problems. i slip, i realize. i won't run. i will insure my safety.
in the past, problems that oculd not be prescribed a drug or pill have sometimes come to pass and show a reason later in life for their occurence. the problems we have in our body sometimes can be prevented, but we make decisions that are unhealthy or unsanitary or just reckless, and our body hurts or shows signs of whatever may be the affect of what we had done. these are called mistakes, and mistakes are what we should learn from. we learn from mistakes. if you run fast along a slippery pool deck, you fall sometimes. you hurt your head, you shouldn't run anymore. but some people like to have fun, and run, so they put non-slip surfaces on pool decks. so, then there are people who have sex. a lot. and then they get pregnant. they have the child, and they go into debt. they can't pay bills, and there are lots of things popping up that just make more and more pressure go onto these people. some people abort their child before it is born, and the child is dead. they made a mistake, and they learned they can kill the child if pregnancy occurs. i slip on the pool, i figure out i can get non-slip grip so i won't slip. i can jump off a cliff and realize i can wear a parachute. i can steal valuables from folk and realize that there are deadlier weapons i could use to get the job done, so i use them. i can be promiscuous to please myself and learn that a nice doctor can incise the growing fetus within me with some scissors and vaccuum the brains out to make sure it is dead. then, i can go on sexing and aborting, sexing and aborting. running and not slipping, stealing and not getting caught, pushing the line farther and farther until there are no laws and no standards that can hold back the ever-growing crime in the world. and then, anarchy will be set loose. those not supporting will be dead, for they are good yet indifferent. those who will prevail will be the freedom-seekers who believe peace will come with no restrictions, with no discrimination, not even towards crime or discrimination itself. and then, they too will die by their own fellows because they will be animals and there will be no human society left.
i like babies. if i accidentally made one, i don't know if i could kill it knowing it was my fault it was there and then it was dead because i was too much of a coward to face my problems. i slip, i realize. i won't run. i will insure my safety.