Yehoyaqim

I find myself in an attempt to write about my world and through the paths of my thoughts I find nothing good to say about the fragment of the world I live in. I've never left this place. If only twice I've traveled out from here. I can relate to those ancient men who believed the earth to be flat since I've never seen beyond the sea. Only from other's knowledge do I know this to be false. I find the only Art I can study is interacting between men and Earth. What I find is disturbing. There are so few that are capable of a truly unselfish thought, most being simply afraid of feeling "awkward" with themselves. These to me become cowards. Not be