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It is ever elusive, some call it the quickening, Some call it sleep. So many thoughts of times long gone but they never seem to leave the mind. Vivid fixations focused solely on explosions, corruptions, sensory smells and death. How is this possible, why is this possible, for what purpose do these things exist even if only in ones mind? Commercialism lives on, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, turn it on, it will be there waiting for you...

If not for sadness, would there be joy? If not for tyranny would there be freedom? Would not there be good without evil? Do opposites really attract? What is it that you seek? Can you not be happy for just one solitary day? Why do you feel this way? What is the burden you bear to make you saddened in this fashion? What tyranny have you personally faced that causes freedom of these thoughts to elude you? What evil has been forced upon you that makes you not good? Did you ever see a north and south pole together? One day you will be happy, free of the burdens and sadness, one day...