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I ask and encourage all to read this with an open heart and an open mind for that is the only way true understanding of all things in life and in death can be achieved I do now and will again thank you for your time and I hope you enjoy what is the start and only the beginning of something that could be great. Though all things in life can be great not all are destined to be but that is all up to you.









These past couple of weeks I've learned to hate so much more than I have ever hated anything before. I have learned an extreme sadness and hatred for all things living and all things in existence. Sadness for the knowledge of the sadness of others and the inability to change it. Hatred for myself for not being able to fix my own sadness. My misguided hatred spawns from love. The pain of love is much greater than the reward of being inlove and I tell all and any who read this to beware of happiness for it can never last. To each ebb there is a flow to each his there too is also a low. I have hatred for one who needs not hate for one who only wishes happiness and in the pursuit of happiness that they strive for. I hate myself more than the person who causes my pain simply because I cannot make them mine. I hate my inability to make love exist and the more prominent hatred of the fact of what I believe. I exist only to be hurt and I die only for joy. My joy as well as the joy of others. From all life must come death and from all happiness sadness must be hidden. Hidden so deep in the secret room known as the human heart or possibly even in the human mind. Extreme sadness which comes simply from the fact that happiness did once exist in life but is now gone. Why if you read this or even if not if you too may have experienced such happiness. Why does sadness exist simply from the lack of happiness. But that is of course the divine question we all must ask ourselves time and time again. Why am I here? Why do I love? Why do I hate? and even simply Why do I wonder why? Well i tell you all who read this that fear is the heart of love and love is the heart of sadness and sadness is infact the same as hatred all emotion exists simply because of man own fear or because of mans own love. Is anger not simply created because of ones own fear and is even love not created for the fear of being alone. Hatred is the key and love is both the antidote and the venom. The venom which now runs within my veins simply only for the fact that I loved to much and because others love less I have lost far to much to ever exist.