It is all stacking up now ..moving closer into the red..The world spins
onward unwaware of it inevitable and eventual and mutual destruction..
As I sit here listening to momentary lapse of reason..I cant help but
think these thoughts.. They grab and p[osses me like linda blair in the
exorcist...My head turn and civilizations burn..I fly higher now over
houses and country mansions overlooking the rich trapped within thier
money and paranoia side by side with the poor traped but for exactly the
opposite reasons..Freedom...TRUE freedom seems but a memory of a memory
of a dream now..From which I will awaken tired and uneasy.. Staring yet
a again into the unfiltered morning light stinging my eyes....But all is
not lost..For as you read this your mind is balking at the negativity
backing away toward the good..Wishing the bad away in a frenzy of
clicking heels and no place like homes...I hear you...I feel
you..Waiting for change..Begging for it on bended knee as a wounded
soldier asks his president to please let him.....return....HOME WILL

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