Lately, I have to push myself to keep going. It's all I can do. Each day the curiosities of death grow stronger...curiosity killed the cat. This plain of existence holds nothing for me, no love,no happiness,no understanding. Just sorrow,bitterness,and despair. But I shall not expire! I shall use the sorrow,bitterness,and despair to create my brain child. I am an artist, my short comings are not my weaknesses but my strengths. My up coming summer project PaganRitual, is going to be an epic journey into the mind of a depraved and helpless soul.The sound of a decaying mind. Content to suffer. I will succeed in my misery. What do people do best? Exploit themselves.