The Cure.

Here we are. In the world. In the now. The so very corrupted, backwards now. We have all lost sight of what life was supposed to be. We have listened too much to that dark voice in the corner. We are far too along on our destruction path. I wonder if it is too late for preservation. I wonder if it is too late to purge our world of the darkness that has so engulfed it. I know there is still good. I know there is still hope. But is there enough? How can we save ourselves from the lake of blood and guilt? I fear I am already a resident. Can we abominate the sickness?

Photo from National Geographic.

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