Rage of Spades. Ace of spades is supposed to be the ultimate trump. It's lonely at the top, even the most controlled and powerful leader must harbor some resentment tword the postition. No matter how much they want that position, that power, that prestige, surely one must resent the price to be paid. So, the inanimate object, the Ace of Spades.. what did he have to give up? What is his rage?
It's been a trying past few weeks. I'm always tired, I always want more, but can't find the focus to work for it. I work eight hours a day, and need to work eight more. What about the rest of my life? I have to work for that too don't I? Well, I suppose work is the way inwhich our lives are brought to fruition. You reap what you sew. Monkey of the mind screems and cries, waited to be released. The cage is locked tightly, no escape for him. One day he may bend the bars, What then?

-=Ali=-