meanwhile in 2008...

"i know what you mean, its just like, you want to shake them and say "why don't you see what i see?""

i don't even know you i can hardly shake you.

there is no art

without pain

a sad wind

a sad wind passes through the air. it twirls around me and lifts my hair. everyone stops and turns around. they all blink and stare. motionless. the wind howling behind in the distance. getting nearer. showing no fear. and they all stand there blinking. their mouths are open and their eyes are dry. blinking blinking. standing impossibly still. barely breathing. and the wind is howling louder. approaching nearer. i stand there looking back at them. my hands are bleeding my eyes are crying. i think i am dying. i scream out the end is near. god is coming. the wind howls louder and their hair stands still. impossibly motionless. they stare deep into my eyes, reaching down into my soul. what have you done they ask why are you here. the wind howls out one last hideous cry. and like that in a whisper they all disappear.