They told a tale so true and surreal… A tad too true it felt so surreal. Heed the words of the old and wise we did not. If we took but a little time to listen… Dry bones do tell the story best or have we forgotten.


An ignorance so real we let it waltz us to our graves, learning from dry bones not so in blood shed we are led to our graves. From Hitler to Gaddafi you’d think from dry bones we’d learn the path to embark on not, but instead here we lie in the thick of the plot.