kaliyuga blues

Fear no more the heat of the sun, nor the furious winter's rages; thou thy worldly task hast done, home art gone, and taken thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, as chimney sweepers, come to dust.

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The kindness of strangers

The claim that there is no such thing as race is understandable but wrong. We should recognise both the genetic reality of race and the uniquely human ability to transcend it.

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kaliyuga blues is daniel pellizzari // original theme by quantum thinking // using autopagerize // powered by tumblr