The convening of man sparks age old conflict. He raises towers to climb them, bridges to walk them, and to what end...? The threat of society is the road to perdition. The spinning of words turns to the wielding of arms. Lost in the tides of hypocrisy, he brings about all that he strives to banish. He forgets what he knows and lives what he forgets. Death, war, and corruption follow wherever he goes, proving time and time again just how little he knows.
In struggling to understand everything, he ultimately understands nothing.
It is your curse. You will live with it, you will rot with it, you will d i e with it. Your time is short and your scope is narrow. Respect your limits. Respect your flaws. Understand that you will never understand.
Invasion of privacy, invasion of space ... Touching things that aren't yours.
All the same ...
Just
like
them
justlikethem
you should never have brought me here
I never forget ...
Now, you'll never forget me.
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