Bright Idea

Saturday 3rd August 2013 ----- In wracking my head to try and find an understanding of this strange place, i had what i thought was a bright idea. I asked the obvious question. Of course in keeping with the aura of this place, there is no obvious answer. Why do people disappear? Some people disappear by accident , some by design. Some to escape justice, some to find it . For some their disappearance is permanent, for others just a short interlude. For some it is a means to an end, for some others , tragically, a permanent end feisted upon them.. The people in this place, come in all shapes and sizes, every colour, creed and gender. The air in the place is not unpleasant, yet the murkiness seems to lack divinity. A god or goddess nowhere to be found, a sort of frugal paganness filtering the atmosphere. Suddenly my idea doesn't seem so bright anymore.