The blackness that surrounds us the dark clouds of sentient life they roam to complete themselves but in search they find nothing... the haze of life consumes all. in the shroud of longing wallowing forever futility whats left with none to obtain? the delusions cant last forever abused lives meager glories intelligence? lonely and afraid we deceive ourselves in optimism. in bitter compassion destined to deception its not in our nature to be satisfied.