disturbances.

blog made. lacking a sense of accomplishment. everything is so easy.

technology moving forward slowly unravels to become a hindrance rather than a convenience. eventually, humankind will be consumed by this ever growing thirst for something more. something... grand.

but until that day we sit here and wait. for the day that will never come. for the songs that have been sung. for the red to flow into the white disturbing brown, falling down until there is no more light.

but until
but...
til thy sins hath been repenteth, thou shalt not be relieved of this painful existence.