content: Blood and Bone and what could be. I so do not want this world for you this empty place. This dying blood splattered thing, the void of all of the transcendent truth. Nothing more then the endless dance of a million atoms. All together, all alone.  We must work past that pain, that falseness. It is nothing and it always was nothing. I long for the song of something beyond this defeat, this wasteland. For it is the wasteland the end of dream and victory and soul it is the beginning of the endless want. The veil of flesh is fallen upon this world hiding the world from the world.  I remember the world pure. I remember family and I remember freedom. It hurts. To see it all go away fading into away sinking into a ocean of despair of endless depth. There is only desecration and death left in this world.   It is coming like a storm, a rain that never ends. The truth left only at the bottom of all things trapped impossible to fly free.  I see a better world. I see what we could be. A world not ruled by these base things these monsters in the shadows who take everything from us on a whim. No I see what we could have with love. All supporting each other all hands raised towards the sun. All sins burned away until we are but the essence of what we are.  I barely understand my need for this world I was born in blood like all of you. I don’t know why I saw the stars. I see though a terrible sight for this is a terrible world. Where sin is extreme and exalted and virtue mocked and unknown. This is not all that could be. There is truth beyond this. There is Bone.