by Alfredo Rothrock

Created on: October 08, 2009   Last Updated: October 09, 2009

Theme for ( Camp Concentration )

I turn street corners searching for one hope, one sign that will bring answers, only to seek more questions. These colliding factor scenerios burned imprinted textile mixtures. Temporary satisfaction existence, tame under city lights. Young and rebellious against the Great Schedule, but I'm plugged in tense all in this mess. Cannot affect the over-all plan, weakness overcome with needs. In every turn, motives to whip us invisibly freed enslavement.

Everybody has a choice, it's absent when decisions choose Camp Concentration. You only feel safety within yourself!

At this point you can see the hidden agendas to those you observed. Keeping fear close is like living with a time bomb pet. We are slaves from our own necessities. Why are we here now!? Keep asking, you'll find answers.

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