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Posts made by Haunter
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What's scarier, zombie or vampire apocalypse?
Definitely vampires,
Zombies never sleep and are always on the move—shuffling and loping about like a bunch of dishevelled teenagers on school break. Vampires can fly, wear bespoke suits, and are way more cunning. Oh, and, unlike zombies, their brains haven’t been ravaged. They sometimes have superhuman strength, too. -
RE: The walking dead or game of thrones?
@__Matt_Aranha if i may ask, how do you rate a you tube video, isn't it by it's views and the amount of subscribers? How is my rating any different+ you only watch what you want to..lol__
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Loving my life.
Personally, I think it's important for each person to love life and also be grateful at the same time.
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The key to life.
To get through life you have to endure as a tree does.
When Mother Nature tries to bring you down,
You will never fall; you will stand your ground.
You will encounter burning flames.
Yes, it will be painful and hard,
But once it's over and done with,
Your bark will grow back stronger than ever.
When your leaves start to slowly leave,
Never fret, there will be more to take their place.
They'll come and go throughout your life,
That's just how it is.
From the time you're a seedling to the time you're mature,
Your roots will always be there to support you.
After many years,
After enduring forest fires and changing leaves,
Your own saplings will fall away to start anew.
Then you'll know not to worry,
They'll grow into tall, strong trees,
Just like those before you. -
The walking dead or game of thrones?
The Walking Dead is the third most watched show on television. ... While available on network television, the show's ratings drastically exceed those amassed by Game of Thrones (8m in comparison). Still, with a record-breaking 38 Emmys to boot, it's clear that 'experts' deem HBO's fantasy series the superior show.
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Pubg or call of duty?
There is little to argue against the simple fact that PUBG Mobile is a much slower-paced game than COD. ... Call of Duty has unique classes, new vehicles like Helicopter, and an overall superior arcade feeling to the game...
Fight me..
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What is most likely to end the world (doomsday)
- Nuclear war
A nuclear detonation from one of today’s more powerful weapons would cause a fatality rate of 80 to 95 percent in the blast zone stretching out to a radius of 4 kilometers — although “severe damage” could reach six times as far.
But it isn’t just the immediate deaths we need to worry about — it’s the nuclear winter. This is when the clouds of dust and smoke released shroud the planet and block out the sun, causing temperatures to drop, possibly for years. If 4,000 nuclear weapons were detonated — a possibility in the event of all-out nuclear war between the US and Russia, which hold the vast majority of the world’s stockpile — an untold number of people would be killed, and temperatures could drop by 8 degrees Celsius over four to five years. Humans wouldn’t be able to grow food; chaos and violence would ensue.
A big worry here is the arsenal of nukes. While numbers have fallen over several decades, the United States and Russia have just under 7,000 warheads each, the largest collections in the world. The UK, France, China, India, Pakistan, North Korea, and Israel all have nuclear weapons.
Hundreds of nuclear weapons are ready to be released within minutes, a troubling fact considering that the biggest threat of nuclear war may be an accident or miscommunication. A few times since the 1960s, Russian officers (and, in 1995, the president) narrowly decided not to launch a nuclear weapon in response to what they’d later find out were false alarms.
- Nuclear war
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I think weed should be legalized.
I mean, what's so fuckin wrong with weed that it's illegal? That stuff is no worse than alcohol.. fight me... but that stuff is great!!
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"Black" ain't a criminals mask!
You have heard this poem before.
You have heard the unoriginal repetitious poetics
of a shot of a shot of a shot singeing the night air - of
shell casings on concrete and cases of claims of standard police procedure -
of cases of batons and bullets that leave red and white and blue
on black and bullets in brown bodies
and bullets in sleeping bodies and bullets in running bodies
and bullets in bodies holding umbrellas or
holding pens or holding other things that look like guns or reaching for -
he was reaching for -
they say she was reaching for some expectation of dignity, service, and protection This is an unoriginal poem about police brutality.
You will hear the same sets of metaphors once more - white security -
verdicts of innocence - inconsequential bodies of evidence - ballistics and emergency lights, repetitious, circling around and around
like circular stories like unoriginal poems like a red stream of consciousness flowing through senses punctured
like sentences punctuated with bullet-like precision again and again - There is really nothing new here.
This is as unoriginal as a mundane untouched sheet
of white paper or granddad's white *** sheets
untouched in closets beside uniforms or uniform otherwise spotless records -
You have heard these uniform stories before, I imagine.
So why write? Why bother? Why do pens and tongues and lungs feel so heavy
when stories seem to repeat themselves? Entertainment markets demand innovation. The same story again and again gets old, I am told.
We'd rather plug our ears, and so there is silence in waiting for newness to appear. Silence: like the eerie stillness of prisons and profits,
of plantations and poverty churned out in steady cycles
of factory-like production - '
Call it run-of-the-mill:
not poetic, but prosaic like the still persistence of the largest private prison corporation traded on the
New York Stock Exchange -
like the silence of stock ticker tapes circulating at the bottom of TV screens -
an economics of morbidity -
a market that demands an endless supply of unremarkable names -
like Sammy Yatim
like Fredy Villanueva
like Amadou Diallou
like Kathryn Johnson
like Neil Stonechild
like - Are you tired yet?
Then put down your scorecards.
Set your aesthetics aside.
There will be no originality tonight, because the same old stories
out there mean the same old stories up here,
so this will stop being cliché when that stops being cliché -
when clichés are no longer scripted in blood stuttering like -
stuttering like -
stuttering like last breaths along sidewalks
Until then, chalk this up as one more outline,
another empty shell of a thing - Just one more unoriginal poem.By Dexter Adams & James Hudson
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Harvest of death!!!
Our heart wrecks in pain and agony,
And our hopes dewax with heat of torture,
As watersof displeasure map our faces,
While we grind in painful laughter,
Beholding death bodies of our love one's.Here and there they lie on the street of lekki,
Like dead leaves of harmattan season,
Scattered abode by the ravages of gunfire,
Unleashed by our disguised Messiah,
Whose blessing yielded evil harvestOur mothers wail and choke in confusion,
While heartbreak crawls on faces of our fathers,
As their children lie lifeless,
Our sisters roll in the dust of misfortune,
Watching their brothers Journey to meet
their ancestors.You swore to be our Messiah,
Protecting our lives and property,
Battling corruption and upholdingpeace and unity,
But you turn out a demon,
Extorting us, killing us, harassing us and stealing from us,You call your self our friend,
Pretendingto be nice,
Yet so dangerous and poisonous inside.
Police may be noble and friendly
But definitely not in America -
this poem will make you cry.
Guns blaze in rage and anger
leaving another dead
as bullets pierce a
body without armor,
leaving everyone asking the question
why, as no one understand the pain
of a mothertears held back to show courage
as so called serve and protect
caused some damage
in anger and pain feeling brokenhearted,
left a brother with a gun in outragetears came down like rain
but none can wash away
the blood stain
the night you took my brother
left me here in so much pain
i loss all respect for the
badge and the nameby Robert Roberts
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Stop police brutality!
say it with your whole black mouth
BY DANEZ SMITHi am alive by luck at this point. i wonder
often: if the gun that will unmake me
is yet made, what white birthwill bury me, how many bullets, like a
flock of blue jays, will come carry my black
to its final bed, which photo will be usedto water down my blood. today i did
not die and there is no god or law to
thank. the bullet missed my headand landed in another. today, i passed
a mirror and did not see a body, instead
a suggestion, a debate, a blankpost-it note there looking back. i
haven't enough room to both rage and
weep. i go to cry and each tear turnsto steam. I say I matter and a ghost
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Is life worth it's title?
With many men the question of life's worth is answered by a temperamental optimism which makes them incapable of believing that anything seriously evil can exist. Our dear old Walt Whitman's works are the standing text-book of this kind of optimism. The mere joy of living is so immense in Walt Whitman's veins that it abolishes the possibility of any other kind of feeling:
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Have you found your purpose in life?
For decades, psychologists have studied how long-term, meaningful goals develop over the span of our lives. The goals that foster a sense of purpose are ones that can potentially change the lives of other people, like launching an organization, researching disease, or teaching kids to read.
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RE: Are the police really keeping us safe?
@Allison i know right? It's like they see African Americans as terrorists and not just African Americans even some Mexicans!..#fuckthepolice
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Are the police really keeping us safe?
a “safe” world is not one in which the police keep black and other marginalized people in check through threats of arrest, incarceration, violence and death....
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RE: Are first heartbreaks really that bad?🤔
@Ash005 Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
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RE: Spring, autumn/fall, winter or summer?
@tyson thanks, but agree to disagree
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Spring, autumn/fall, winter or summer?
When you think about it, Fall is the actual normal season. Winter is cold, summer is hot, and spring is rainy. But Fall is just right. Even it's months are the best. You're alerted to the beginning of September by the cool, crisp winds. October has the brilliant shower of leafs covering the ground. And November gives a small taste of Winter. The trees are bare, yet the fall wind remains. Also, November reminds everyone of how close Christmas is. Best season, fight me.