Ramble for the day, lol!

The world, sick from the waste pouring from idiotic whores losing as political angels. Of course the story runs thick and remains hidden behind comfort within the minds of the masses. The control is overwhelming and smooth as the faces of our mother's when first touched. This blanket has to be ripped, the comfort is lost in the death of truth. But what is truth really? Just another prize to dangle in our eyes. All one must do to help each other is question, question all that is around you for it shifts daily.