It is impossible to ignore the unsure chill that floats around us so erratic and so confused. The days begin with a shivering sleepy alarm clock and it ends with cozy blankets covering us up. But what of the day? Well, sweaty as a newly defiled maiden writhing in pain from the sin so wrongly tagged. Is there an explainable reason as to why we are poised in ignorance, not caring about what is happening? Is it so disastrous to even consider anything that is being taught in the lecture room while we all carry out our own blatant conversations. It seems to me that the Dark Days are truly dipping their toes in the water that is our Lives for this growing chill, or declining as you may see it, is but a pleasant ecstasy for the decaying fact that we all are cold hearted and cold blooded fuckers living for the sake of it, not for the true treatise. If you don’t believe it, ask yourself, when was the last time you saw the sun in the foggy mornings of winter’s ghastly landscape?
May the Darkness guide you to Your Light