A couple of times I even found myself praying that the Soul be quiet and the Mind in peace, but it is not my choice that drives the blade.
This is a damn crazy World to live in. It’s not enough with watching the news, now You find lunatics around every corner. Then You’re lucky if You get out unharmed and start living in fear, until fear becomes life itself.
Everyone’s so gray that it looks like they wanna merge with each other and the buildings as some sort of urban survivalism technique.
And so it is the weak among the weak. Each of them thinking of the other and so on.
The big question is how far would You go, but it’s all so programmed and easy that there’s no reason to be wondering. Instead You live on, convincing Your weak Soul with auto generated messages of self indulgence…

Of course I don’t mean it’s easy going against what’s been established over time as Yourself, but I can tell You that it’s possible, and You will never know if You haven’t tried.
Don’t worry, this will all end soon, You’ll suffer no more. Stop moving so much, You’ll only increase the pain. Please stop.
See? That’s exactly what I was talking about: You know it hurts but still You do it. No wonder Hope was the only thing left in the box.
We’ve all experienced the nasty, hateful way everything’s got these days. If You’re fat, thin, skinny, tall, Young, old, good bad, and it’s all connected to the same source, which is Human will.
We create and then destroy just to create and then destroy again. It’s one against the other and the World against itself.
That’s no way of living, I’d say…
From Your expression I guess You think likewise. But stop crying, there’s nothing to be sad about no more. You need to enjoy this prelude to liberation, feel it crawl under Your skin, feel it for Me too since I’m doomed to relieve other people’s pain to save my Soul from every sin...

It’s almost funny how the Mind deceives You into thinking of happy times, as if there were any, isn’t it?
I mean, of course You’ve laughed and smiled and felt really good at times, but is that happiness?
You could say it’s the closest You can get, but You’d still be proving me right.
I like to think that find happiness anyway. True happiness, You know? I believe it has to exist; otherwise it’s all just a ball of nonsense.
Though sometimes only few things really seem to make sense…

How could You explain war, hunger, hate, murder, rape and every psychological disorder that’s “discovered” everyday? I think it’s the Human self distorted will. It makes You want to have more, know more, see, hear, feel, own, be more and it’s always at someone else’s expense; just like a competition but with no rules.
That’s how a so called civilized society turns to it most primitive nature…

- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

It’s not polite to interrupt people, especially when they don’t want to be interrupted. You must have a strong jaw to chew through that, though…

There You go, that know can’t fail now.

Desperation may drive You crazy by moments, You know?
Everything begins to end with a question mark, You know?
And it’s not easy to get out of everyone’s Mind, cause each Mind’s a Universe, You know?
It’s exactly when everything starts to make sense that You start to doubt of Your sense of reality, You know?
Yeah, You do know that…
Well, I guess it’s OK to cry now, just let it all out. I promise Your suffering will shortly end, as mine continues to redeem those who will hopefully redeem Me…






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