Take from the empty passage of time and you see the fake, the liars, the broken hearted. Can you truly ever understand a millennia of facts broken down to nothing but words. I see it all, the people, the world all passing and all happy. They are the liars. The humans who pretend. The fake and the wicked will cease to exist as will the rest of us but it is those who are real who live our lives for a meaning and purpose that will take something from this measly existence