1984 came and left; people wondered at the commotion. As it turned out, 1984 was only a prophecy of the brave new world to come, an inferno that we’re entering now.
We wanted a republic, but we’ve built an animal farm ruled by self-righteous pickpockets in a world where the temperature creeps ever closer to Fahrenheit 451, a degree of oppression not yet witnessed in this world, and a metamorphosis that will render every freedom-loving person a plague, whose every personal choice becomes crime, and punishment is meted out from those possessing a heart of darkness, a world where fear and loathing replace hope and love.
I fear for whom the bell tolls: it tolls for thee, and me.
Originally posted 7/30/2015.
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Thank you, Anna! 🙂 ❤
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You wrote this in 2015?? Wow. it is very like today. I love all the titles you managed to sneak in here….
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really enjoy this
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Thank you 🙂
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1984, Fahrenheit 451 and For Whom the Bell Tolls are all in my top favorite books ever. Great stuff.
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I thought this was a timely repost….
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