Well, it's been a pretty torrid week. Some might say it's good, some bad. But one thing's for sure: it sure has been one hell of an emotional roller coaster ride..

Who knows the ways and wiles of the human heart?
Who knows its frailties?
Swiftly the hands of time turns,
And with it, each beat within my breast,
stirs within me echoes of yesteryear.

Who would give reason for the human condition?
Who would bravely step forward and embrace it wholeheartedly?
For the human condition is a vast slithering unknown,
spiralling into darkness,
and those brave enough to grasp it,
grasp nothingness.

Who would find love?
Who would take it and call it his own?
It is an eternity
of madness,
perhaps,
suffered by its priests,
and those who would give up reason,
for a sip of its poisoned chalice of promised eternity.