Here we stand, in lines of labor of superficial gain. Deep benefits are held ever so taut. Do you really know what you want?

Here we stand, as we watch ourselves from begining to end, intimidated and apprehensive for every breath of air.

Here we stand, as we strive to see others through vicarious manipulation. We do not know what they strive for. So we assume that it is a parody of our own.

Here we stand as convoluted, cozen, hearts choke on what remains of the distorted disaster.