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Time my killer, my friend, my Excelerator through seconds minutes hours and of the clocks mouth. Tick tock Tick tock!!! Into the next world of my life. Only two facts are certain in the vast expanse of universal matter. Life Death and that bit in between!! In this time we have to find out who we are, but in this world of sheep it's easy to stay in line. Breaking free is a punishable offence, where freedom of speech is dumbed down and moulded into language more palatable to the recipient. Media tells us what they want us to hear, fear is their only real message. Our off springs senses forced into the next pop-stars message of naked, ignorance, in these so called hits. Sell your soul and you could have it all. Or just go with the flow, and u will be enslaved by a system cold as ice. Despite all this stay strong, positive in the knowing you are doing the  best you can with the hand that's dealt. Keep driving forward, be a messenger unto the people of deaf ears and blinked eyes that there is another way and if we all stick together we are onto a winner. Have faith and face up to what is real. Knowledge is power. Rootz Modebelu 5th November 14 00.30.
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Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 10:14 AM UTC
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Time my killer, my friend, my Excelerator through seconds minutes hours and of the clocks mouth. Tick tock Tick tock!!! Into the next world of my life. Only two facts are certain in the vast expanse of universal matter. Life Death and that bit in between!! In this time we have to find out who we are, but in this world of sheep it's easy to stay in line. Breaking free is a punishable offence, where freedom of speech is dumbed down and moulded into language more palatable to the recipient. Media tells us what they want us to hear, fear is their only real message. Our off springs senses forced into the next pop-stars message of naked, ignorance, in these so called hits. Sell your soul and you could have it all. Or just go with the flow, and u will be enslaved by a system cold as ice. Despite all this stay strong, positive in the knowing you are doing the  best you can with the hand that's dealt. Keep driving forward, be a messenger unto the people of deaf ears and blinked eyes that there is another way and if we all stick together we are onto a winner. Have faith and face up to what is real. Knowledge is power. Rootz Modebelu 5th November 14 00.30.
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Nov 5, 2014 at 10:14 AM UTC
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