Why did they leave me here.

No where to go.

Nothing to love for.

I can’t remember what the outside is.

Should I even call it outside anymore or should it be Freedom.

No one wants it.

I have my own.

That is all....

When I first glance at the end of this. I began thinking of how to understand what I should be doing with the time I have left to react. Now I hear my coworkers yelling at me to do what I have to do to escape, now there’s only 3 ways to escape the situation, the first one is a jeep sitting on mudslide safe wheels with the power of a wild bear in it, the second one we have a not so cool helicopter ...

It is harder to find love when you are lost.

It is easier to count money when you’re a boss.

Instilling knowledge into

grand-generations

should be applauded.

Ancient ancestry energy should be respected.

This isn’t what we want it to be it is about being able to understand what God wants us to be to create a world or realm of the things he wants and that there is the only mission....