Vacuuming inspires me

[Squidypie]

There was once a great war waged in these forums. One that split the goodwill of simple computer game loving nerds apart. Filling the void with frustrations and bitter jeers.
Who loves the impotent citizens they cried
We love the citizens they cried
And they were two

Slight powers we will offer those of the citizenry an approach they offered
Reproach they found.
The million options of freedom flooded full
The old players, the wise, they knew it was an excess of liberty that spoiled the first meal of mafia
Keep the citizen pure they called
The revolutionaries, they saw an imbalance, a role weaker than the rest, add this and that they cried, this AND that

Of flesh and blood are the people who populate this electric realm of communication
Rage speaks quickest and loudest among the social creatures of the world
Many a capital letter was typed

The revolutionaries fought fiercely
The purists had the weight of the gavel

The revolutionaries drift now into this place one at a time
They walk over the unburied bones and think nothing of the crunch beneath their step
They ask what the question, and are told they stand upon their answer

The purists won, the citizen goes unchanged
To the victor goes the power of injustice
The silence of the citizen stands

And out there the citizen is maligned, a silly throwback they say,
a troll they call the flocks
Contempt and exclusion for the citizen driven to extinction
But yet still pure.

[AppleyNO]

This is the best thing I have seen all day.

[Apocist]

It fills my head and heart deeply

[WHITE BOY SLIM AYO]

. . . . . Interesting read.