Saturday, August 16, 2008
Out of randomness
The world is white during winter but black at night. Just like the stars, we all seem to be waiting for something. There are too many people writing books about how to write a book. If they are so good at it, why don't they write about something else? The only thing we really care about is to have something to care about. Generosity without personal gain does not exist. We are all fools and will be treated as such. I would never stop myself from doing something I want to. Life is to live, do it like you mean it. This is probably the happiest moment in my life, I won't waste it on physics. The Arctic is the top of the world, there is no bottom. Emotions are for morons, possess them and they will let you down.
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