We are the united sheep of the world.
We will do anything to feel accepted.
We will follow the crowd, even when the crowd is going no where.
We embrace its values as our own, even when it has none.
We intoxicate ourselves to the point of mindlessness, and give our bodies over to someone else's pleasure.
We spend our lives trying to pursue that which some call success.
Or we try to follow endless relgious traditions that lead us nowhere.
We are continually filling outrselves yet we still feel emty because we forget:
long ago a man died on a wooden cross,
nails through his hands and his feet,