And their white tusks crunched o’er the whiter skull,
As it slipp’d through their jaws, when their edge grew dull,
as they lazily mumbled the bones of the dead,
when they scarce could rise from the spot where they fed…
–Byron.

Necessary line break here fucking blog providing shitheads who make this shit non-compliant with human needs.

The Expandable-G_d that humanity worships every day and is that which rules over all our daily lives is a paper tiger. Kill it.

Not hackneyed. Needed.