Nothing can be obtained by grasping at the wind
There is no escape from dualism of life
Vanity of vanities
I'm embittered towards humanity for it's failures
yet I possess all of these same shortcomings
There is grief in wisdom, there is sorrow in truth
yet the heart of the wise is in the house of mourning
And by a sad countenance the heart is made stronger in time
So, i embrace this burden and weep for the fools that chase the wind.

-Jonathan
-most_precious_blood@trustkill.net