posted on Feb, 3 2008 @ 07:06 PM
reply to post by Freeborn
Locked, cocked and ready to rock... the apocalypse is coming but I'm ready.
Got my guns and my smokes ... will travel.
be prepared for whatever may come. Wherever you lay your hat is your home.
The open road takes you places but open borders take you further, if they were open.
The boy scout looks to his old age and sees a self reliant loner with a few close friends (team mates, gang)
The leader of the rat pack, constantly learning life's lessons to gain the edge on any possible future upsets. Cold soup and cigarettes rolled from
newspaper are two lessons not forgotten.
The school yard was a toughie, but not as near as the tough soul that now walks and plunders the Earth. In search of peace, a hot bath, food in your
belly and a fire to warm your bones by, you'll settle anywhere.
Like the crow with its black eyes scavenging the depths of hell, the seeker of himself looks ever deeper and finds all he can to bring sense to the
world with the vision of a better future for all.
Suffer, yes you have, we all have. we've all paid a price. Now is the time you've waited for. Now is the sun rising above all you've seen and sheds
light on you like the warmth of a new love, a new life.