This is a poem I wrote about the masses as society collapses. Society as we know it, is falling apart from the tyranny of the "green dream" and the one who follow it blindly without care to who is hurt in the crossfire as they reach for their dream of riches. This is a powerful poem, a lot of powerful suggestive words that don’t come out straight but hint as to their meaning. I suggest it as a read. It is very powerful, these words and they speak of truth many have hid from.

Tower Hill is a dormant volcano situated in south-western Victoria. This volcano is situated on the south-west coast of Victoria near Armstrong Bay. The area around Tower Hill generally is flat however there are some places near the crater where some slopes can have a steep incline. The highest point of the Tower Hill crater is roughly 100m.

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Short tale.

Finding my strength in Jesus. This little chorus will someday have verses to go with it.

It’s not that speak different languages, I think it’s we speak different truths and how many truths can there be and how many are lies? Lover’s Babel… how does one reach you; more to the point how does one reach Heaven, secret lovely lies.

God is our refuge and strength.

THe Picture is Taken in baltimore at the LIving CLassrooms Foundation.

The following analogies of genuine peace should serve as food for thought:

Poem about a falling tower.