Valiant
Deserted and desolate. Together, united and rejoicing. Triumphant in segregated steps of victory and an overwhelming sense of belonging. He triggers morbid atmospheres and renowned condemnation. My current state does not reflect my overall standing, nor does my current state reflect where I will end up. Surrounded by wails, weeping hearts and tormented spirits, I am in the valley with you believer. Can you see, we’re reflecting depressing odds of failure and demoralizing circumstances? There is sorrow and its even tide. We can’t sleep, but perk up, because there is promise of fathomable joy in the morning. The norm is, that we are weak and have lost our minds. The norm is, that we have no idea of pleasure and have been blinded by a fib of a religion. Why then are we pressed down and persecuted for a lie and are not left alone for a moment of a faithless belief? Who is in the dark and without understanding? Me or you non-believer? See, I am valiant and void of fear. Brother, sister,...