Tick Tock Trains

Tick tock trains roll through the darkest alley of time. Rocking radically charged emotions propelling inner thoughts to flourish, speaking to sounds of reality far out of touch for most.

Circumventing the ignorance from suburb homes filled with masquerades and elegant escapes that mask the truth. Yet the truth masks the colony of eradicated dreamers careened to changing childhood memories into daily mundane metaphors. Like the sun inhaling the last day’s breath before the moonlight paranoia passes the subconscious rem sleep cycle.

The sun rises; create new days, new drama, new dreamers, new seekers for the truth that they themselves will create.

In constant search of the struggles that will set them apart from the confines of civil war history texts forever isolating north from south, red from blue, white from black.

Together these dreamers congregate, rise, reflect, and revolt with the artillery rounds of spirit, the ammunition of our grandfather’s lessons passed down to us through nightly readings of goodnight moon and bible versus.

To whom much was given to them much will be required Luke 12:48 – erratic exocentric thoughts the world tries to suppress. Stand up; east is west, down is up, as infrastructure fails innovators capitalize hope. United.

Tick tock trains roll through the darkest alley of time are you on?