if it is a foregone conclusion would we act any differently? we can say we didn't start slavery, we didn't start the fire, but we know in our hearts the fires we did light, the slavery of indifference we made. when i was lamenting how people don't seem to care i found the word parabola in the park today. though i did also find the shooting silhouette. there will always be things out there we don't know what they mean. maybe in times of utter despair among the signs of destruction the signs of hope arise. maybe the signs are real, more than despair, maybe something good is yet in the air.