It is a festering wound, one that consumes the body and leaves nothing but dust. It is war driven, each tribe we so lovingly call a country fighting for global dominance. Ever since ancient man found the killing power of rock and bone, endless battles have been raged for country, religion, or pure psychotic rage.

I now announce I never had faith in Humanity, for we will destroy ourselves before we even make something truly beautiful. What you see in others whom you like or love is not beauty, but the instinctual urge for the clouded principle society made us believe. One that the person must look attractive, have a personality that is socially acceptable, and is mentally stable.

What I say does not stem from loss, but from the full revelation that Humanity is truly not meant to survive.