I would be a marxist even if the man himself was a poor fuck with warts on his cock
If he were a worm, he'd be a silk worm, as silk has similar usage to linen
I'm not a real doctor, but I am a real worm I am an actual worm
I live like a worm
Cover himself in ink and crawl along the page in cursive
Flat out no, are you serious?
I’d tell people I’m a Marxist and what would they say, that I take my political opinions from a fucking worm? Any semblance of credibility I have would be gone.
People would be like, ‘You think capitalism makes no sense because your little worm told you’ and everyone would laugh. Shit, I’d question everything, whether dialectical materialism is even valid…BECAUSE IT WAS PROPOSED BY A WORM
YES
The Worm loves us. It will always love us, and thus it always has. It winds around the hot heart of our home star. It winds around every infinitesimal loop of genetic information. It provokes a shuddering series of cataclysms in the planetary crust of our home, but when our star grows cold, that cataclysm will warm us. We understand so much more. We will always be what we were going to be, wound tight in the love of the Worm.
WHAT WAS SHALL BE WHAT SHALL BE WAS
Marx would never be a gusano, this hypothetical is contradictory
I don't know about a worm, but I think we would all be safer if Marx were a bear.