What other words in the selection connect to this concept of the seventh man ?

What is tomas paine's central claim in this excerpt

The war of the worlds by h. g. wells but, looking, i presently saw something stirring within the then something resembling a little gray snake, about the thickness of a walking stick, coiled up out of the writhing middle and wriggled in the air toward me – and then another the war of the worlds (radio broadcast) by orson welles good heavens, something's wriggling out of the shadow like a gray snake. now it's another one, and another. they look like tentacles to me. which sentence best describes the tone of the passage from the book compared to the passage from the radio broadcast? a. the book has a more matter-of-fact tone, b. the book has an angrier tone. c. the book has a scarier tone. d. the book has a more surprised tone.

What is the theme of the poem, my tongue is divided into two by quique aviles? my tongue is divided into twoby virtue, coincidence or heavenwords jumping out of my mouthstepping on each otherenjoying being a voice for the messageexpecting conclusionsmy tongue is divided into twointo heavy accent bits of confusioninto miracles and accidentssaying things that hurt the heartdrowning in a language that lives, jumps, translatesmy tongue is divided by natureby our crazy desire to triumph and conquerthis tongue is cut up into equal piecesone wants to curse and sing out loudthe other one simply wants to ask for watermy tongue is divided into twoone side likes to partythe other one takes refuge in prayingtongueenglish of the funny soundstonguefunny sounds in englishtonguesounds funny in englishtonguein funny english soundsmy tongue sometimes acts like twoand it goes crazynot knowing which side should be speakingwhich side translatingmy tongue is divided into twoa border patrol runs through the middlefrisking wordsasking for proper identificationchecking for pronunciationmy tongue is divided into twomy tongue is divided into twoi like my tongueit says what feels righti like my tongueit says what feels rightby quique aviles