I honestly don't understand why everyone is so rude to each other. Perhaps it something in our food and drink supply or even something in the air. Or the real cause is the internet and terrible parenting skills, I have no clue. But what I do know is that everyone refuses to hide who they really are anymore and perfer to thrash each other with terrible insults, public displays of dislike and hatred towards different type of things in the modern world. I see these things most clearly in gaiaOnline's art forum topics. Their hatred polluting the mind as you read- for me, all I thought of was how everything, everyone, was now a subject of hatred, an enemy, a foe. I wonder where the good souls lie in this world tainted by such abscurity, I wonder where the good people lie that the world's forefathers died to protect. Has art always been a source for human kind to simply just critic and insult or was there a point to it? I am no longer sure, simillar to not being sure of who I am and who I want to be, all I know is just a name. I wonder about the crashing tides against the stern cliffs, thinking of how each is a different me, trying to take down each other and I begin to think about my inability to describe who I really am.