Welcome to the tower, the Clock Tower.

This is not the place of fear, nor is it the place of joy. It is the place of time.

What you will see here may terrify you, may make you laugh, but will always make you think, at least it should. It is created not to explain but more to open your eyes, make you see things that have always been there but just haven't been noticed.

 There is of course another point to this page, it is the real entire point for the internet itself, the reason why people actually go onto it. It is of course for people to get information and to relax. This is a point that several people seem to have forgotten these days.

Beneath the tower, the light still shines,
Placing the shadows that are left behind.
And in those shadows, the people you'll find
Are those without dreams, those without mind.

And in that brightness, are the people who might,
Bend down on one knee and help in their plight.
But also are the people who look down in glee,
These are the people who think they are free.

One day they shall go before the tower and stand,
To be sent to their knees upon the stony land.
And upon that day, realisation may come,
They'll scream at the clock, there is no freedom.

And while all the rest pray at their shrine,
The Clock Tower will stand for the rest of time.