A quick walk through your history books will show you how valuable "fighting for something" is. I have no argument worth fighting for here but I just want to say I am battled-scarred from the fight.
I think we can all agree that you have to fight for something. My issue is, at what point is the fight causing more division than peace?
Our skin colour divides us. Our gender divides us. Our sexual orientation divides us. Some of us are skinny or fat. Some of walk with a limp or live our lives in a chair.
Our political and religious views are divisive.
There doesn't seem to be anything left that we have in common...and we certainly don't celebrate our differences!
I was asked recently about why I have such a deep fascination with dark things. Well, in a nutshell, history does fascinate me. I suppose it helps that my father was an extreme weirdo. However, for any of you who have suffered inconsolable pain, you will understand exactly why the dark arts are of great interest to me. They have become the fabric of my being.
While I truly recognize the problems in society plus the people and things which are causing division, I am simply wind-whipped by them.
(I will be in my blanket fort, if anyone needs me)
Art and music remain the great healers and that is where you will continue to find me.
Go crank some music!
"Anybody with artistic ambitions is always trying to reconnect with the way they saw things as a child." ~Tim Burton