“I’m filled with a desire for clarity and meaning within a world and condition that offers neither.” Albert Camus – The Myth of Sisyphus

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage,And then is…

I think a vast amount of people in the West are lost and have been for a very long time. That’s why they follow blindly.

Grief is strange, it comes at you from all angles.

There is only one path. For good or bad these are the lives we choose.