The street is long and wide. Opportunities a many linger but do I know where to look? Afraid of what may be on the road ahead, I continue like a blind child who only follows from his heart, the voice of his mother calling from afar…

White lights, bright places and happiness. All come together as if brought by fate and destiny. Cursed as I am, worthy not of the light nor the darkness, but the void that which lingers in my heart…

The need for money has been a necessity ever since commerce was born. However, this greed has been the root of numerous misgivings. Therefore, is money evil? Am I considered evil because it is what I need?

As a train travels down its pre-defined line, it reaches its end, but continues on as it goes back to pick up more people and begin all over again. I, however have not seen any beginning and I fear that I may come to an abrupt end…