The life we travel is everlasting the noises that shatter the minds of power. Living in the minds of those who are confussed. The minds of the young that live life for only one moment. If living life for one moment is our purpose why must we endure years of torture. If mother nature gives us unholy mothers who is to say we are not just projects to society. The truth is life is enduring but the trail we follow is what makes us living.