What are we? Lying ingeniously unconscious in a viscous pool of black, swat blood thinking of when we did wrong. All memories will fade eventually, but in our subconscious their denseness can leave severe scars. Once you realize that ‘being’ equals an impressive liability which is not very perspicuous, you will reach a level where you can gain serenity.

Our cosmos is a placid canvas, spoiled by impulses spawned by mankind: serial killers, chemical spills, anaesthetists with Alzheimer’s, unauthorized kidney removals, blood splattered baseball bats, anthrax, jealousy, infected needles, necrophiliacs, blood dots, group rapists, railroad accidents, evolving vivions, concentration camps, crucifixions, barbed arrows, thumbscrews, pierced eyeballs, buried alive, cannibalism, smiling perverts at kindergartens, stress, capital punishment, inbreeding, ripped out fingernails, malignity, nine millimeter bullets, crackbabies, indoctrination, racial profiling, underage pregnancies. Ol’ Sparky, decapitation, shotgun wounds, greediness, human cloning, nuclear warfare, blunt guillotines, scalping, inconclusive evidence in molestation trials, religious fundamentalism, suicide cults, heroine, killer dictatorships, starvation, genocide, napalm burn victims, ...

... sadness surrounds us!

Shame reposes upon our shoulders.