I believe in every individual life there is at least one moment that sparks questions of truth. It is after this moment that all innocence is lost and new innocence is born, perhaps to be lost again. If we remain at that one moment of truth forever, then our truth is found; one with varying levels of denial that sustains us. I think all our relationships are built on this life force of truth. Even when faced with horrific trauma to the physical or spiritual, one is usually always, in those moments, their true self. Perhaps our horrors and atrocities happen only so we can be reminded of who we really are.

Humans must believe in something, if it be: mother nature, men, a man, a woman, numbers or words. It doesn