I am in a dark place now. Darker than usual. The demon god of suicide becons for my soul. But I ignore him. I stand outside. Waiting for an apacolypse that will never come. I love this darkness. In its own way it is conforting. Is this what the grave shall feel like. Is this all there is. I laugh because I watch the news. Watch as people kill for their ignorance. Die for their ignorance. Starve for their ignorance. And I laugh because I have seen the other side. And trust me friends, this side is pure ignorance.
