can you feel the entropy? The weight of fading existence upon your shoulders? It can eat away at you..it eats away at me each and every day until I wonder if there will be anything left by the time this world is finished with me.
And you know what...? There is. There is always something more beneath our struggles and burdens. Something greater than our cynicism and strife's.
And deep down within that darkness, within those gnawing depths is an inescapable truth...that we are not meant to resign to rotting...but to healing. That our wounds do not become us nor should they spread.
That despite whatever shadows of a doubt, whatever grand, sinister design we are subjected to...we are not bleeding away into nothingness nor giving into our apathy.
At times it can appear that this world seemingly was made for the violent and the heartless but our time is now. It always has been now for now is all that we have.
I want you to reflect on this if only for a time. To remember you are still more than less, still here, not vanished.
This is your home. It is time for you to heal. ------------------------
