• Alone here with thousands all at the same spot, we seem to move as one and yet not know where we are moving to, how can anyone live like this? I feel like cattle
    going to a slaughter, no longer with a name but a number, no longer freedom of choice like I once had but freedom to die where I stand.

    Im here alone with people who feel the same way. I try to talk to them but the one's I do talk to are speaking nonsense, they cry outrages things and some just mumble, they look worse then the dead people, they smell worser then the dead, I even try to snap them out of there horrible state of deprived hope.A man told me later on they where mussel men, how ironic of it all.

    I sit now, alone, hiding from what ever might get me here I try to think how I
    got here in the first place. All I can remember is a dark room getting darker and the voices of people getting smaller, then nothing, and for a long time it was nothing, up intill these heavy shutters open and Im being pushed spot to spot like Im being now.

    I cant stand this place alone, its more of a slaughter house then a mad house, these people look like they all need help someone to save them from this hell on earth......
    don't they see the body's burning?
    don't they see them dieing in front of them?
    don't they see this horror movie being made?
    where's the devil?
    where is god?
    how can this be?
    who in the right mind think this is okay to let this be?

    Alone here, no one knows me and no one wants to know, then why try to be known here?