“All lies have a cost because they never get lost, and they don’t ever die or lay low. They’re seeded in guilt, blame-bathing in silt and a name-shaming murder of crows. Knowledge has cost, invest no fear in loss; honour one’s dreams accrued. To thine own self be true, say please and thank you, and commit to your very best view. Lie in it we must, forged from rust of our trust, our bed until learning our truth. For the stories we tell, and the white lies we sell, habitually come home to roost. If you think yourself tired, if you think yourself frail, time to muse your own game-changing fuse. Drink concrete cocktails, sleep on cold beds of nails, doing so with no excuse. Today people cried, innocent victims of lies, cheaters use to break their own fall. But truth will prevail, like a bill in the mail, steamed opened to show and tell all. Life’s holy grail is to nest in the gale, to gain wisdom on one’s less travelled road. Honour your code, become danger controlled and showcase your truth-telling mode. One day if not now, we will shoulder the burden, the heavy cost of Government’s foul stench and load. The light always wins because darkness is sin, unmercifully and unlawfully sewed. Let us carry each other and New Zealand’s soul, reclaiming what’s rightfully owed. Take Aroha Highway, turn at Tautoko Rise, you’ll make it home to Redemption Road.” ~ Tim Webb - Agent Of Change
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