Three things cannot long be hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth. Some people think that candor can be hidden with a little cover-up and decoration but, as time goes by, what is true is revealed and what is fake fades away but how odd and entrancing it is how deception transforms the ugliest of views into the prettiest of pictures. It is with these "transformations" that life has been corrupted; webs of lies and exaggerated truths are things we struggle to not get lost in; every day, every step, and every turn. We live in a world where our friends are our true enemies, our enemies are the "real" ones, and families spill the blood of their own. Even in the bright light of day, the intent of those around us are concealed in a deep shadow that we alone cannot penetrate, like a fist to a stone wall, one will suffer.