As moments of emotion surpass reality. We realize we’re all just evaporated shells, of our former selves; come one come all to see... Where sometimes life, twists the fates. Begrudgingly in forsake. A cruel slice of entertainment, for wandering eyes to awe. Poor souls, begging for comfort. In a world designed to see us fall... It isn’t a pleasantry, and certainly not a joke. As our human counterparts laugh and poke. One persons dismay is another’s intrigue. One persons hope, another’s disease... -HMG