So the people dawn their daily facade agian as they rise between dawn and night, the hour right before the sun's magical rays crash into the surrendering darkness of the last bit of night. the people hang their humanity on the coat rack as they leave for work today, detached and desensitised from the reality full of wonder and beauty that surounds them. such jaded men are these that evil has no place they destroy themselves and all of us with them. I ask you today, put away that mask take your humanity to work today. learn to breath in comfort in your own skin.