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A rather elite subculture that art world I have this little yellow sticky note ~ that says finish it with a list of to do tasks ... better get it done"sigh" pasted on the monitor... little snippet of random writing .... Sequestered in a room filled with colors of blue, shades of green and warm earthy tones…comforting You speak and no words are expelled Sleep blissful sleep eludes me Time lost Time consumed Time never recovered so much, so little oxymoron Words drift, float, swirl around just out of reach brushing past my fingertips never reaching my lips Unspoken random colorful words A word spoken forced up past the larynx cannot be taken back like a puff of air on a frosty night as it drifts slowly almost lazy under the cold gaze of the twinkling planets that light the dark sky No creative thought provoking truly inspiring word Why this random writing Words pass the time Somewhere in the folds of the pale grey matter in the deep abyss of my mind Lies a picture Between the right and left hemispheres Creative analytical Synapses electrically charged particles of energy neurons fire back and forth some misfiring discord harmony negative positive Neurons crackle and axons pop within the small confines of the dark space unable to course out imprisoned within until finally able to break free as they travel outward upward …into the open space,,,, The question why do people not come forward and speak with police. Culture is a major factor and if one self identifies with a class or a sub-culture and has witnessed a crime reluctance and fear of rejection from the herd will deter people from coming forward. Take the police for example one bad apple does something wrong but the whole police force will protect the herd regardless of the situation and the code of silence applies. Young children today within the education system are taught from an early age do not get involved if they see something go tell a teacher or walk away, stay away from social drama gossip and that conditioning process is difficult to override. Some fear reprisal if it is gang or drug related because of the resources available to the criminal element’s ability to inflict harm. Police and the legal system in general are perceived as corrupt and media has reinforced this belief held by the lower layers of society and often fails to protect the poverty class or working class individuals. A negative personal experience with the police or legal system is another deciding factor in people being reluctant to come forward with possible information. Culture and conditioning is something so deeply embedded into a person that it is difficult to override us against them that collective mindset of people. The last point is there is general apathy that exists within mainstream belief why should I waste my time or care, as it is not me or mine… You can share my opinion I came across the site and did not want to go through the process of signing up just to comment the international community. In the past people had freedom of movement and as we all were hunter/ gatherers humans migrated to greener pastures as food sources and water became scarce. Today we have checkpoints, borders, and restrictions that will not permit the people to migrate to other areas as natural resources become scarce. The comments posted are a reflection of uneducated masses in as they spout their self-righteous views of a reality they know nothing about and the propaganda machine is very effective. Borders are designed to restrict the freedom of movement and control the people…to ensure the viability of a country’s economic and social stability, plans that are based, on political dogma, bureaucratic greed, not what nature decrees is necessary for the survival of the masses. Borders create barriers and barriers create conflict and exacerbate the misery and suffering of the masses. In today’s global economy, there is no reason why any person should go hungry or suffer the ills poverty engenders. A legal system is only as good as the money in your pocket and the knowledge in your head. I have to quit using spell check and redial Change the culture, change the mindset, and change the people

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