Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,

To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays

have lighted fools The way to dusty death.

Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow,

a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more:

it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing


My Speech to Mississippi

Good morning. How yu'all doing out there. Its great to see you.

I am here to talk to you about the many problems facing our great nation. The rising price of goods, of gas prices, food prices, well do I need to go on? Isn't that enough? That's where we all feel it.

And at the same time, we see the price of globalization; the price of corporatism. We see the devaluation of the dollar, and the coruption of the political system by players, both invisible, and beyond reproach. Players who can fabricate their version of the truth, based on their contribution to the political process, based not on their powers of persausion, rather on their personal wealth.

Yes. I could talk to yu'all in talking points, and political ideology. Not today though, Not today

And I could talk to you today about a magic wand I can pull out of my pocket, and solve all of your problems, not today.

We, the American people have seen tough times before. And we have had our disagreements. Yet always we have risen above this dissaray. And as a nation we have prospered. Thank you Jesus.

Because it is not in our differences that we have prospered. It is in our likenesses. It is in the care of our loved ones, our devotion to our parents, and to our children we have prospered. Thank you Jesus.

Because Christ did not come for the greatest amongst us, he came for the children. And Thank You Jesus,

Because that is the rock we must build our nation upon. It is for the children, and that is the foundation upon which this nation was built. And that is our vision for the future.

Thank yu'all, goodnight

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