The Anthology
Stop looking for extraordinary to come out of the sky, we are…
Stop looking for extraordinary to come out of the sky, we are the sky. Stop looking for change, we are the change. Can we not be great? Is it beyond our reach? Because if it is, then we are nothing but sheep being herded to the final slaughterhouse. I will not go down that way…
A members’ writing from The Anthology — this is an honest preview. Read the full piece on The Book of Unger.
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