T.P.

The martyrs howled as the moon expatriated the sun; the beige glow removed their sores.
A smeared trail called ahead to the bare sand which yearned for footprints,
Blinded by the blood of its predecessor.
The rays cast a path to the distance to a ridge where a previously-reddened figure gazed upon a valley with thirsty eyes.
The route passed hundreds of idols; the du Ténéré, the pits of despair and the New World, none of which served to warn.
Finally at the ridge the moon vanished, and the sun returned to scorch the skin to a crisp like never before.
The sunlight showed the moon’s glow to be a drunken slur of preposterity, and the valley was vacant,
An abyss darker than the recesses of the mind.
As such the martyrs returned to the pits, to revel as the blood flowed again to blind everyone.

S.Y.

Things are really starting to pile up now, and it's making me think that I should have been spending more time preparing myself for this day. The fact that I've just reached what I consider a pretty big milestone in my life doesn't help the feeling of ineptitude. Throughout all my life, I've always imagined this odd, transient peroid when whichever aspect I'm focusing on will just "come together". Now that it hasn't, I'm just trying to figure out what kind of person all this waiting has turned me into.

L.H.T.C.

I cannot stand this culture of greed that exists all around us. Everyday I find a new example of it and it just sickens me, to such an extent now that I am starting to write people off based on singular acts of this trait.
Whilst I accept it is natural to yearn for one's own promenance, and I totally agree that you should attempt to better yourself, shameless commissions of greed do not fit into these categories and thus have to be observed in a different fashion. True greed in my eyes is related to selfish acts, usually driven by desires of lust or passion, but not in such a romantic way as these words may have you believe. Greed evolves from a need that has been pummelled into submission by its exerter to the means that they do not know why they yearn in such a manner.
As such it is not coherent with any thoughts of aiding mankind or even the basic task of giving oneself mild pleasure without the need for exploitation of others. No, greed from my perspective is one of the most vile traits anyone can display. My last point on this subject is relating to the worst kind, that of blind greed, when someone is so disillusioned that they themselves cannot tell the damage they are doing by carrying out their wishes.
While I can still see problems seemingly uncontrollable at this point in time, I rest assured that I will never fall foul to the clutches of this excession.

G&T

"Just because one is closer does not mean that one is anywhere near".