chris

I sit

and still

I move





Im lost

and still

I find





I fall

and still

I stand





Its dark

and still

I rest







We rest in your peace




while
We wait in your song





your beautiful song





So may you cover
Us
Them
I

Our forefathers fought and died for the freedoms these documents guarantee. Now, the America they battled to create is being systematically dismantled by out-of-control police state legislation, and our government's figurehead has stated, "If this were a dictatorship, it would be a heck of a lot easier. Just so long as I'm the dictator."
(-George W. Bush)

(you can see this here)
http://www.prisonplanet.tv/article…

America is dying, and the fear-stricken sheep-like masses are furiously waving their made-in-China flags, desperately trying to believe the lies orchestrated and beamed out by the military-industrial complex


(You can read if you want)
http://infowars.com/articles/tenne…

http://infowars.com/articles/tenne…

http://infowars.com/articles/tenne…

So, I'm swimming....



At noon the wind comes through across the bay on a clear day
And I can watch the boats come in and set their anchors
And my folks are away at the store
So I dont have to listen to anyone say anything




And I'll swim out as far as I can

Troll slow on slow waves beside island hills that dive into the sea
No strikes, but the fishing's good
Just dad and me and some American beers

and I saw an inferno dance across a distant land....


The desert arose from a stage of dust

The trees were then left to rot

Waste was guided along their peaceful paths

Their skies turned black and lost sight

A ladder was promised for their escape

3 scores of fearless men was promised to scare away their enimies

Instead the weeds spoil their earth

Her birds chew their grass

and spit out the locust that eat at their mountain

Evil vermin, the grass was theirs

What do they offer if all is gone?



Who will save them from the beast with no heart ?

Who will calm their children when they awake?


Our tears have no use here

Neither our hands nor sweat

so let us gather and head for the temple

In hopes that we find a ladder

Evil vermin, the grass is ours

What do we offer if all is gone?

Who will save us from the beast with no heart?

Who shall attend to our children if they awake?

And we shall name it Wormwood

These were the bastards who lost their light, they were to be guided by a witch and a goblin. They were then forced to choose a side, between the witch and the goblin. The witch was beautiful,for she carried with her the greed and selfishness of man. With one touch the king had made it would become of precious diamonds and pearls.One day the king accidently touched himself and soon his body became of that which he had touched for so long for the witch's power was to strong to overcome and the king was heard no more. So his body was made as an altar for the witch.The witch smiled and danced, for her purpose was fullfilled and her laugh caused a great fear throughout the land and her curse bared the branches of its leaves. Then there was the goblin, who too was handsome evermore. Its purpose was to give great power to a desperate king and the coins it produced was to give great wealth for his priests and servants. Most were blinded by this event of sudden wealth and found the desires of the goblin far to great for honesty. So the goblin was made prince by the king and his servants were to place a kiss on his cheek. Never to see the truth behind these precious coins from which were made from the bones of the men it had devoured. And so the king with great power grew weary as he saw his own skin peel unto the floor. Never to know the truth behind the goblin and the witch for this was the truth that blinded all men for a centuries time. The truth that these two beings were brother and sister and their flesh and good gesture were to serve and fulfill a purpose....


science became of these men
tyrants became of these men
scholars became of these men
kings became of these men
priests became of these men
prophets became of these men
captains became of these men
servants became of these men
heroes became of these men
villians became of these men
liars became of these men
truth became of these men
goblins became of these men
witches became of these men

your praise came from these men
your worship paved a path for these men
your souls gave to these men
your blessings gave to these men
your offerings made profit for these men
our brothers became of these man
your daughters were slayed by these men

a shadow hides in these men
its eyes are cold and blind
its heart is black with an evil lust
its desire is tenfold strong
its weakness must not be seen
for the being it creates will also be weakened
and its chains will be broken and shall bring forth a sudden peace unto the land
and a purpose will serve no longer
so it hides itself behind a lighted vail, in hopes to find new pray
becareful dear brother for I laugh not, gaurd your heart at every hour
and may your eyes be open when theres a darkened sky
and if they shall decieve you then pull them out
despise these men and their servants and rid yourself from their half hearted lusts
and you shall never see a day of chains my brother
and their tongues shall never be spoken to you...

"O how they turn in their graves
they rot and make soil for our trees
but the root shall find its way to spring
for their lies are everlasting
and their truth holds no honesty
because a blind man will only listen for what he wants to see"

Oh how foolish we be, the foolish will seek







O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!

Harrooh! Hoorray!

Salvation, we may

Our dead will praise

Their sin shall raise


Meekly,we saught and You forgave

Callooh! Callay!

Harrooh! Hoorray!

For We Are Saved...

I'll follow the white rabbit.

Into a ditch, we both fall.

What an adventurous journey this will be.

I'll call this home.

Finally,we saw light at the end of this tunnel.

Now the mysteries will be revealed.

And perhaps our paths will now set forth.

So lets see her majesty soar.

And listen to her furocious roar.

Brethren, we shall never boar.

For we thirst no more.

Brothers, we are Safe...

Foolish men shall fall

By all means they fall

As evil men grow tall

Humble tyrants destroy us all

"There are two equal and opposite errors into which our race can fall about the devils. One is to disbelieve in their existence. The other is to believe, and to feel an excessive and unhealthy interest in them. They themselves are equally pleased by both errors and hail a materialist or a magician with the same delight."
C. S. Lewis(1898–1963), British author. The Screwtape Letters, Preface (1942).

Don't brave the white rabbit
For he has lost a sense of time
And has set for us a foolish path
He runs late in search of brilliance
So darling, let us not be fooled
And if I speak a different path
Trust that I will never stray you
Search for my fingers, they lie inside the distant shore
Just hear for my voice and you will know where I am
Look for my hands inside the trees
Their palms will lift away this weary path
And forge for you a golden road
But if a stubborn hour brings gloom to a sky above
Please don’t fright
For my hands will mold for you a moon
And may the sun shine wherever you go
So a rabbit once lost, may find again his brilliance
And his broken clock may heal a fractured past

It held our brilliance and
His time healed all things