It’s wine…made by the stomped corpses of his enemies.
It’s wine…made by the stomped corpses of his enemies.
No one asked about your mother.
With more than one, a union can be formed. So, no.
Some kind of Stockholm syndrome i guess.
This companies violates us constantly, but most people are so traumatised by ads and social presure that they don’t see it anymore.
I put ads before social presure due to comedy, but also:
Ads eats brains. Thus creating mindless consumers. Oh look, the perfect consumer!
I met a shitposter from modern social media,
Who asked with a frown, wrinkle lip
And sneer of cold contempt:
“Do you have some reason why you think
This company with vast amounts of these
stamped lifeless things
Will go bankrupt and/or split up?”
But regardless of all the corp-simping,
In the future, only these words survive.
"My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away."
“Birth rates are falling across the globe (…)”
But sure…
How do you face the fact that both Apple and Samsung, the 2 biggest capitalist phone manufacturers corporations in the world, use workers in China that aren’t owners of the production…
How is China comunist? One of the biggest states in the world…when a comunist society is supposed to be statless…
I said “no means no” but Land wasn’t having it…it violated both my legs…
“Remember who you are.”
“I told you I would tell you my names.
This is what they call me.
I’m called Glad-of-War, Grim, Raider, and Third. I am One-Eyed.
I am called Highest, and True-Guesser. I am Grimnir, and I am the Hooded One. I am All-Father, and I am Gondlir Wand-Bearer.
I have as many names as there are winds, as many titles as there are ways to die.
My ravens are Huginn and Muninn, Thought and Memory; my wolves are Freki and Geri; my horse is the gallows.”