No one has to read they're local city newspaper to know that all of us live in a fucked up era. It surrounds on a daily basis no matter where we go or how hard we try to remember the good things and good people in our lives. Some people have overlooked the malevolence so well that they themselves become part of the habitual life. Others are so overwhelmed by the hate and grief that they are terminally depressed and become one of its victims. The rest of us find structure just outside madness and the rare few creates symphonies within it that builds positives out of the negative and the heinous evil.

Some things are so monstrous it forces me question life