TOMMORROW ALWAYS KNOWS

In all my years of being alive the noise seems to come from those who know nothing about what they claim they know. They try and take you down with moves they have never made. Their minds pushes them down the line. In area 51 there are things that we will never know.

 The light shines on cockroaches.  Slowly rats are seen running toward whores, the graves are filled with victims shaking and rattling around.  It is impossible to believe in a coward who would ever say that he could win.  So the brave fight on, tyranny has no face, the mask will do. 

 As I die I will live through them, the brave, the courageous who give nothing but their souls.  The lives of the fallen will never sink lower than the dirt that covers their graves.  A**holes will live in their own minds forever.  They never fought a fight they didn’t lose, but their mouth speaks volumes why they can never win.  lonely are the brave, who fight on.  In the words of  NOAM CHOMSKY: “IF WE CHOOSE WE CAN LIVE IN A WORLD OF COMFORTING ILLUSION.”