The End

This is it.
Its the post that I've been dreading for sometime but knew it would eventually come down to. For sometime now Dark Truths has been slipping from the ranks of internet stories forums. Whether its due to a changing society or my time being more devoted to family and a small business, is not the reason, though they do play a key role. I am just not that same dark hearted horror fanatic that I was over 12 years ago when, in a college website building class in Pennsylvania, I began Dark Truths.
Things change.
People change.
Ideals change.
Everything changes.
What have I learned from all of this?
I found that I can be content with life as an artist. I've learned I love to create from scratch. I've learned that raising kids can be an exciting and even more scary than the most horrific movie. (Let anyone who thinks different try their hand at their child with a 103 degree fever racing to a hospital at 3 in the morning.)
I guess in hosting the Dark Truth Ezine for 12 years, I've discovered the Light Truth as well.
In the end you can have everything you want. It just takes a lot of work, sweat, tears, sometimes blood and persistence. But you can make it.
Just never give up.
Never let failure bar your way, its just a temporary setback.
Always keep moving forward.

The web domain name Dark Truths will be allowed to perish. But the archive at http://www.darktruths.spyw.com will remain active as a library of work from those who have contributed over the years. Thank you for the stories and poetry and commentary over the years.
If I have to leave you with any words of wisdom besides those I've left already, it would be to love eachother. Don't let petty bickering of mundane ideals or material possessions cause hatred to grow in your hearts. Leave no place for hatred to take root. Stamp it out. No peace is worth loss of liberty. Fight for it with your last dying breath.
Good night and God Bless You All.

Death

In light of the past month and the amount of deaths that have occurred, I feel compelled to post something.
Most memorials will tend to post the good side of a persons life. This biased outlook is geared at remembrance versus condemnation. Yet there are those that choose to tear apart those who have passed. I choose not to do so. Who am I to judge?
All the reporters who say that Michael Jackson was a molester, never report that he was never convicted of the crime, and yet they continue to accuse him. I may have butted heads with someone who has passed, but I will never berate him. The truth is we will never know what happens in a persons life to shape them into the people they become.
The moral to life is to never judge.
These lights have been forever extinguished. And the world has grown a little sadder.

RIP

Michael Jackson
Farrah Fawcett
Billy Mays
Ed McMahon
Joe Anastasio

A long time gone...

Here I am sitting under the Starbucks Coffee sign at a local Barnes and Noble waiting for my wife to pick me up from after work. Nothing much has really changed in the past few months, save for the new job. But I think the purpose of things has changed a bit.
Let me explain. Before we got laid off, we went to work everyday. It was part of our routine. Get up, eat breakfast, take a shower, drive to work, work, go to lunch, work, drive home from work, eat dinner, watch some T.V./surf internet, go to bed.
Now, after the lay off, we do the same routine, but it seems like there is this level of mistrust of our employers. We are in an era where we can be fired for any reason. We live in a state where employers do not have to give a reason for terminating you.
Sucks really badly.
Anyway, Watchmen came and went. I thought it was really good. A bitlong in places but really good. I really cannot wait for Star Trek and Wolverine: Origins to come out.
Peace.