A word to the (un)faithful.

Loneliness is not a common thing, but, in such a harsh contradiction, it seems that it is a common misconception. Man is almost never alone, almost as rarely as he is ever a part of anything less than his own intention and design.
Yes, perhaps we do make our own lives, and yes, perhaps we do make our own demise. But we do not do so alone. Do you believe in fate? Well, no matter what you answered, there is only one conclusive and acceptable answer: yes. Justification cannot be made as to whether or not predestination can be real, but it is valid truth that all of mankind believes. No human wishes to be the subject of his/her own device, for no human seeks to blame himself/herself for everything that happens, save a select few, the few I now address:You see that whether or not an outcome is in place, you make the in-between. You make the bad. You make tragedy, you “ruin everything good.” And you, my friend, you are only half right, even though you may think yourself half wrong. You are no curse, you are no plague.You are blessed. You are the child of sin (as are we all), and the mother of harmony (as we all wish to be). You are hated, but you are also loved. You have seen the worst of the world, and in dreams, the best of the world. You are not filth, you are not a whore, you are not a toy, a joke, or fallen, and most importantly:You are not, nor ever will be, alone.