Behind the Dark (Unabridged‪)‬

Behind the Dark

In a world where monsters walk amongst humans, The truth is rarely pure and never simple.

Only partly fabricated. As it always is. How do you think we got so far as where we are now without cutting out some parts and replacing them with something else, something more acceptable but not too incredulous and schemed to believe in? Of course, the truth is rarely pure. As everything else is. We plant corruption in every crevice, so how would you ever believe we have not planted it along with lies? Sometimes we can be pure fools. But this is not about it, is it? Who cares if we are? We know what is harder.

To face the truth raw is to face the ugliness of our being.