Morning Ritual — 5.17.22

Lance Curran
May 18, 2022

I’ll always find my way home, even if all roads are destroyed.
Life doesn’t need to be as hard as you make it.
You may feel yourself changing, to a monster, with an urge to drink warm human blood!
The pile of bullet-ridden Americans grows from the ‘gundemic’ of endless mass shootings that has infected our nation.
It is far easier to critique than to create.
Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.
How do we prevent these horrific shootings from happening? Do we once again shrug and just go on about things, pretending that it won’t happen again?
Depression doesn’t care how metal you are. We all just have to find a way to rock on.



Lance Curran

What was, once, yourself, was now presented as an unreachable but irresistibly alluring image of what, in this best of all possible worlds, you could be.