Random and inconsistent snippets from an unstructured mind. My truth may not be your truth. A fact is a fact only by standing on it.
It can't fall down, there is nothing holding it up...
Except some sort of capitalist exploitation. The writer is a 3rd generation Indigenous Australian. Not, i might add, Aboriginal - two different concepts.
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
jeez, ya never know
'ere's me, wanderin' about, not knowin' much... an' findin' a bittuva sorta sentimental soppy bit.
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