Freedom

This is solely in support of a man who will, for now, remain nameless. This man is a husband, and a father of IV little girls. He's true to his word, and his heart is honest. He's a friend, a family man, and a provider. He's, as we all are, a human being, with only one unreplacable life. And at this moment, as a write this now, he's a victim.

Our beloved American government loves to bestow glory upon themselves, and thus on frequent occasion, will piece together "fact" from numerous fictions in order to create make-believe criminals out of innocent people. They also like razorblade lined vibrators in their butt-chutes, but that reality is for another time. Today the focus centers on lies that destroy lives. Lives, as previously stated, are unreplacable, and such lives should not be in the hands of evil men. For every evil though, good has to exist or else the evil wouldn't either. This is my attempt to gather that energy in hopes to defeat the evil with the collected good. Truth.
It's a known fact that "average people" please the government. "Average" people are known to do "average" things and have "average" responces. But those failing to fall into that category are all too often demonized, too similar to Salem, 1692. It's sad, and it's not alright.

We live in a technological world. Wire taps, video surveillance, and GPS tracking systems coexist amongst microphones that fit on ball point pins, and satellite cameras that, from space, can zoom in on the toothpaste stain that's spilled on your shirt. It's insane, and in the end, so will be all the people so wrongfully probed. And they say that stalking is illegal...

So for all the people persecuted everyday for not fitting into what Uncle Sam and his whorehouse bitches want to call, "lawabiding," I attempt to draw on your strength now. A man is standing, shackled and numbered, about to be cast into a lake of fire by not God, but by another man, and by the hands of other heartless men called agents. Agents are programmed technicians on what's allowed and what's forbidden, but yet the cop is the robber, money runs blood deep, pockets get lined like ripped jackets, and innocent lives are washed away. Unreplacable lives. And that's sad. But it's truth.
show love... for the good.

m.i.c.a.h.