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  1. My Flag Pharmakon My flag pharmakon.* My flag made of the cheapest of China's materials. My flag made in honor of angered spirits twisting and turning in crucifix fields. Wrapped knotted strangling my constitution's pride. My flag making a ruin of my native wilderness polluting it for play money. My flag tucks in and tightens, bribes and corrupts my culture and jails and vilifies those that champion their rights, my fight. Torture terrorists torture terrorists torture terrorism torture. My flag fights with my journalists and artists and demands their dishonesty and threatens authentic integrity with punishment. My flag's authority trumps vitality and the skies sleepily darken. My flag bundles our fighting men side by side and ties them to terrorism in foreign lands. My flag spreads wide to cover up military rape to uphold it's glory seekers warped self image of good deeds. My flag drapes blue courage over the shoulders of well armed cowards vying for sanctuary. My flag's position on the flagpole is determined by a dictator instead of a conscientious community. Our flags at home could not be more false and transparent. The more ashamed I become of my country the higher the waving flag. The more glamorous in high definition the recruitment's glory, the more shit they talk on George Washington. The more they dishonor the founders the higher they wave that flag. They raise it up while we lose our grip. They take away what it stands for till we can't stand tall and reach it. They put it beyond our grasp and sadistically celebrate our need of it. I will not pledge my allegiance. I accuse malfeasance to the flag of the divided states of freedom, segregated states of thinking, this hierarchy of enslavement called citizen-subject-slave-ship, under a new world order. Terrorism is the policy we're 'subject to', 'a party to.' That these two parties do. Their policy boys inflicting their violence monopoly on Sovereign men discriminated against by uninitiated yet indoctrinated nationals intoxicated with authority taught to hate liberated behavior. Sovereign men against gang initiations fending off unaffordable freedoms. We are not your enemy. I'm aware this flag represents the sacrifice of my ancestors. They didn't sacrifice for this. It's a terrorist threat flown over conquered and unconquered lands around the world. It's a white flag of lazy surrender behind bars propping up hollywood's wrecking ball stars. Blood, guts, and glory, the only price for freedom is the blood we spill holding our perverted joysticks. It's a brand of opportunity. Costs for captivity. Leave if you dare xenophobic nationalism. The more terrified I become to fly my flag upside down, the more justified I become in retiring it. Never has there been a more welcomed friendly fire than for this flag to mercifully retire. I loved this flag. This is a funeral pyre. * Pharmakon is . . .a poison and a cure, a solution that damns us, associated with cultural ritual sacrifice. Wikipedia “A pharmakós (Greek: φαρμακός) in Ancient Greek religion was the ritualistic sacrifice or exile by the sorcerers of a human scapegoat or victim. The victims themselves were referred to as pharmakoi and the sorcerer was referred to as a pharmakon.[1] A slave, a cripple or a criminal was chosen by the pharmakon or sorcerer and expelled from the community at times of disaster (famine, invasion or plague) or at times of calendrical crisis, after being given pharmakeus or drugs by the pharmakon or sorcerer who was a practitioner of pharmakeia or pharmaceutics. It was believed that this would bring about purification. On the first day of the Thargelia, a festival of Apollo at Athens, two men, the Pharmakoi, were led out as if to be sacrificed as an expiation. Some scholia state that pharmakoi were actually sacrificed (thrown from a cliff or burned), but many modern scholars reject this, arguing that the earliest source for the pharmakos (the iambic satirist Hipponax) shows the pharmakos being beaten and stoned, but not executed. A more plausible explanation would be that sometimes they were executed and sometimes not, depending on the attitude of the victim. For instance, a deliberate unrepentant murderer would most likely be put to death.”
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