For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see,
Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be; ...
Heard the heavens fill with shouting, and there rain'd a ghastly dew
From the nations' airy navies grappling in the central blue; ...
Till the war-drum throbb'd no longer, and the battle-flags were furl'd
In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson: Locksley Hall, 1842
Those who seek to prosper upon another´s misery will seek to create it.
Those who seek to profit from war, will seek to incite war.
Those who worship the money are it´s slaves,
as they are the slaves of those with more of the money.
The power the money buys for it´s pursuer ceases,
when somebody learns to say this: your money is no good here.
Me, just the other day, 2007
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