In Todays world we stand, angry and hungry. We hunger for power, for wealth, for a better life in which is something we cannot obtain. The never ending pain that which makes nothing enough consumes our soul as we try to fill the void of our empty souls. To be born in such a world where no one can stop feasting on all that which does not belong to us. We have taken the fruit from the tree and began to eat. Taking in the first bit with an overwhelming blissful feeling until it went away, wishing it to come back so bad we took another and another and another and another. Tearing the apple to pieces as the snake slowly descend from the tree. It moves slowly, biding its time to deliver its one ending resolve to us all....
 Peddler · Sat Dec 27, 2008 @ 04:44am · 0 Comments |
