Trump is winning all these states and look at the percentages. How?

  • TokenBoomer@lemmy.world
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    9 days ago

    Turning and turning in the widening gyre

    The falcon cannot hear the falconer;

    Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;

    Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,

    The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere

    The ceremony of innocence is drowned;

    The best lack all conviction, while the worst

    Are full of passionate intensity.

    Ya boi WB Yeats, The Second Coming

    • NeilBru@lemmy.world
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      9 days ago

      So… you’re tryna say… there is no center?

      I’m not smart enough to decipher what’s implied by the poem.

      • TokenBoomer@lemmy.world
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        9 days ago

        It’s just a poem I think describes what we’re all feeling. I think it’s about Jesus coming back.