August 11, 2021 by Doug “Uncola” Lynn: . We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in dry grass - T.S. Eliot . And as we wind on down the roadOur shadows taller … Continue reading The Deception Spinning in Your Head Simply Means They Want You Dead →