Sunrise, sunset

I fear my current disappointment in the general state of the world and humanity has stripped my customary good humour and creativity from my being. I am speechless, but only because the things I wish to say would not be well received in all quarters, despite the great truths which must be told, and so I will refrain from making any statement, not because I care for opinion, but because it does nothing for my soul to dwell on such things, nor to put out negativity into the world. It shall pass. The sun will rise and set every day.