This is our time, the time of the broken hearted lovers and the complex minded children. We spin our sorrows like spider webs. Grasping out into the universe for the answers to our unsolvable questions. Why us? Why now? Is this supposed to mean anything? We scream and we shout until we are blue in the face with nothing….nothing but silence and a dry wind blowing through our dusty,ancient minds. Is this all its meant to be? Will we find our answers in the bottom of a barrel somewhere we never thought to look? If there is a break, a tear in our universe, we can only dive in, rip it apart and slide through the seams holding the fabric of reality together.
