|AUTHOR:||Sir Walter Scott (1771–1832)|
|QUOTATION:||Oh what a tangled web we weave,|
When first we practise to deceive!
My feeling is to 'roundup' all the deceivers and let them have a months feed on Monsanto roundup soaked food. A dream you say and I agree, they are too deep state and shadow government another phrase comes to mind 'hope springs eternal in the human breast'
OR MORE FULLY;
- Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
- Man never is, but always to be blessed:
- The soul, uneasy and confined from home,
- Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
I do wonder if certain persons in power or confined within the walls of their nefarious prison with their hideous chemicals, ideas of world domination through slow poisoning and making a profit to boot indeed have a soul or some sort of elementary conscience. Then they have been groomed and bred to believe they are right and superior and this has become an unshakable belief never to be challenged and to be layered so it becomes invincible.
One never can be sure; the hardest rocks can be worn down, steel rusts unless constantly coated, concrete can crack when water droplets freeze and expand in its porous texture, stars and planets eventually erode or explode and each has its own alloted time.