Emptiness grows here; spreading its sickness far and wide. By denying the truth we give emptiness license; and our falsehoods create a vacuum. But this is not a pure emptiness, it is alloyed with confusion and despair. And this emptiness is not a quiet place, for this emptiness is filled with loud imposters, charlatans who clamor for attention. Masked pretenders perform here, on our individual soul’s stage and on the world stage as well. We have become experts in our own delusions, believing our own lies; the memories of what is true fade fast, and are far from our thoughts, and are replaced by mere fantasies. This is the strange emptiness that befalls our world today—loud, obnoxious, and arrogant—a circus of superciliousness that is devoid of meaning.