Disappointment
There is a feeling that overwhelms, it is similar to the opening of a flood gate, a sudden outpouring of disgust and disappointment. I'm not one to judge but I am one to express my own feelings, no matter how disjointed or tangential it is to the subject matter.
To establish my position against the whole event will entirely be an expression of futility. To what end would I want to continue practicing futility? But something must be said and it must be said within the bounds of reason and with the purpose of clarity. However; today is not a time for clarity, rather; it is a time for cloudedness. A time for opaqueness but with the purposeful will of fury. What anger can suffice where no action can be done? Such is the feeling of sickness, the need to expedite the wrongness of the entire situation.
To establish my position against the whole event will entirely be an expression of futility. To what end would I want to continue practicing futility? But something must be said and it must be said within the bounds of reason and with the purpose of clarity. However; today is not a time for clarity, rather; it is a time for cloudedness. A time for opaqueness but with the purposeful will of fury. What anger can suffice where no action can be done? Such is the feeling of sickness, the need to expedite the wrongness of the entire situation.