wholl stop the rain

i feel as though i am standing at the edge of a great valley, ever expanding, trying to be a man. and it is into this valley that our entire would will collapse. and though i wait longingly for that final collapse of our time i am afraid, afraid of standing alone then as i feel i do now. i fight against society, for society, determined to one day incur its same wrath which i express. but at least it is this occurence that i am most sure of, for it may promise the glory of the attentater. It is not without cause that i find myself today with only malicious intent to violently disobey.