Let's assume for a moment purgatory exists?

We are products of a transient atmospheric state of being. It's remarkable really, how changeable we are from dat to dat as we confront any enquiries requiring solutions. We are powerful, helpless, supernally intelligent and slightly not proper smart, we are beautiful in a plain in-descriptive way and we are superstars in an anonymous non person existentialism.

Being so many things alternating between greatness and tedium and so much else. Regarding other things we transcend gender nationality religion and race because we are spirits of varying purity, we cannot be labelled and boxed by lesser ignorant beings. We are a myriad of pleasures, a modicum of pain super ceded always by the love we are imbued by those who love us.

At this moment I am drunk on Boxing Day, I have many things I ought to aim for or pursue, love, wealth, Liberty, happiness should we deign to rise from this sofa to become something other than what we may appear or be at this time. We dance we learn to waltz and dance with they who we wished to have our dance with. We are light still and alight where we are.

I AM SOMETIMES I QUESTION WHY MOSTLY I am on a predestined journey to a predetermined end. Though on the path I am what I am an amalgam of many facets harmonised in this one.

I cant really gove you an answer,but what I can give you is a way to a solution, that is you have to find the anglde that you relate to or peaks your interest. A good paper is one that people get drawn into because it reaches them ln some way.As for me WW11 to me, I think of the holocaust and the effect it had on the survivors, their families and those who stood by and did nothing until it was too late.