black tuesday
09.11.01 - 10:04 am

Most people are oblivious to the world and to themselves.

They travel the path of their life, bumping into this and that with little more then a casual acknowledgment of their own existence.

They operate as reactive creatures, abandoning responsibility and awareness while embracing the meaningless and the repetitive comfort of routine...but all comfort is fleeting.

Existence is not life.

Today, millions of people were forced back into life with cascading horror. Eyes opened like newborn babies, forced to accept the most simple of life's truths: that the absence of a thing weighs far more then it's presence.

In our comfort we have slept, but today our soft hides have been rubbed 'till raw.

Perhaps in these ruins, some of you may rediscover your lives.

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