Hey I'm talking to you, cant you hear me, yeah that's it you, the one who can no longer disguise, yes you know I'm pointing my finger, not just in your general direction but straight at you, x marks the spot and that spot is there upon your shoulders of responsibility

This subliminal shadow of deceit and manipulation has been our saving grace for far too long, the blanket of bewilderment that commands and demands has stretched far from home, far from the clutches of its creator, it has engulfed the marauding masses, our societies our children our culture our teachings and our philosophies , our dna code now detached from reality as its golden handshake with military type materialism hands to us all the desires of greed and the importance of a profound acceptance of the need to obtain and discard, obtain and discard,

We as the people, we are at your beckon call, we are at your mercy, your will, your might your wants and needs, they have become the strength of our existence, whoever it is we can blame, who knows, but like it or not the facts and the front page features are staring right back at you, the truth is uncompromising , it is resilience in its truest and most complex state,

You can imagine a world of sweet wonder and yes you can form parties of like minded fools to protest and procrastinate on the green nurtured lawns of power, you can even run naked screaming your tiny head off down the corrective corridors of confusion but you will never rock the balance of power and you can never really get anywhere near to suggesting that this fictitious life of nonchalance really does need to change

Throughout the centuries ideals and beliefs have shaped shifted our nations into an ever spiralling maze of mayhem, life , this languishing labyrinth we are cursed to follow , to explore its deep recesses of despair and destitution, it consumes from birth and slowly like the parasite it is, life is ******* life from your flesh and bones