People: A Descent Into Holy Horror And Deranged Love
by D William Harvey
I'm not sure who these people are anymore, but I know they want to kill me. There was a time though, when I embraced their doctrine with devotion, clung to Linda, my lover, and Ahmed, my love, as we descended into insanity, art and terrorism. It was all in the name of art; remember that as moral indignation rises. I don't know who these people are anymore, but at times like this, I wish I did.