Spiritual stealing, no healing without killing the joy of children playing at the heap. No respect in this world for the ego and greed some corporate minds and human beeings get tangled up in like a Goliath figure displaced shield of power and getting land off a greater value Howell. Disappear please from the minds of fighting, the paralyzed eyes of arts becoming a Wessel of the black hole of bad investments, filling the only green lung of natures last local but global nature playground sorrow. Solitude and despair to those who are weak with ancestral protective spear against the hollow tomorrow. A young little kid with five smooth stones taped to a rope tried to trow them at the beast of deception and he missed,missed,missed,missed but he hit a tree with a blanket of a house not forgotten not rotten but fully bloomed the errors of humanity and later insanity.