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Apathy Is A Sort Of Living Oblivion.

If, On A Full And Final Review, My Life And Practice Shall Be Found Unworthy Of My Principles, Let Due Infamy Be Heaped On My Memory; But Let None Be Led Thereby To Distrust The Principles To Which I Proved Recreant, Nor Yet The Ability Of Some To Adorn Them By A Suitable Life And Conversation. To Unerring Time Be All This Committed.

While Boasting Of Our Noble Deeds We're Careful To Conceal The Ugly Fact That By An Iniquitous Money System We Have Nationalized A System Of Oppression Which, Though More Refined, Is Not Less Cruel Than The Old System Of Chattel Slavery.

I Am Too Sick To Be Out Of Bed, Too Crazy To Sleep, And Am Surrounded By Horrors.

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