2001-09-13 - 10:19 p.m.

what can I do now? where can I turn? I went through that morning choking back tears for imaginary ghosts and phantoms hiding in thick black mist. I watched as shadows of my life slit eachothers throats and drank one another's blood. I waited to find out which direction the fear would come from. I turned the wrong way, and got hit in the face.

from the depths of my soul - to the breath of the world