Love. For investing in love, equals internal bliss and a lifetime of happiness. We must not invest in material, but in our spiritual selves. For the heart is all that exists outside of the soul. We know of no pain, only lessons. We know of no money, only tokens to achieve a realm of understanding. An escape from the cruel miseries of the modern world. A DIGITAL utopia of text and binary code in which our minds aimlessly soak useless information to recycle until our uneventful deaths. And only then are we truly free. My friend Seether. So magestic. I'd love to make you a chicken roast dinner. With flickering candle lights and carry your bags for you. My princess. But only because I pretend you are the mirror reflection of the higher deity that granted me immortality on May 8th. Everything is the trees. The trees breath our carbon. They heal us. and we only betray them.
To explain it in not so vague of terms. When you're in that fire, to pull someone else out of their fire, can help extinguish your flame. We put too much emphasis on external value, and not internal value. I just want love. Peace. eternal happiness. And a new bioshock. Not much else. And if we achieve all those. modern humanity will reep great benefits.
t Hanx for helping preach gospel of the technological hypocrisies of the modern western world. Your eventful happenings will be documented in context through history. Seether is my Uncle.
