At this point in time I see around me the evolution of culture dictated by media as it washes the hands of commerce and sets the stage for a new morality. Once long held conventions, paradigms of thought, tradition, and cultural value now give way to a new world obsessed with personal ambition and material gain.

With the romance of being now draining away from daily life I draw on memories past in order to cope with the present. Caught in a cycle of hope against despair I struggle to make peace with what is happening around me. Changes in life’s stage once so drawn and gradual as to not be witnessed in a single lifetime now pass in a decade. We are now racing away from what once was, bringing with it a blending of nostalgia and decline. The speed of progress now draws a vacuum and pulls me in unwillingly....