I was walking thorugh the snow and began to feel the chill in my bones.  Yet it seemed that the cold wind meany something new to me.  Through the blizzard I walked and I began to taste the real essence of the day.  Everyone here is buried under an avalanche of snow.  In the end it is only the real stalwarts will survive.  I believe that womeone had a motive in brining us here.  Call it God or what youwill there is a purpose to all of this!  The red cage of glory is what will surround us in the end.  Everyday concerns are of little imposrt.  And what is the red cage of glory? You tell me?