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You Can't Change Old People. Unlike Middle-aged People, They Do What They Want.

Pain Is The World. I Don't Have Anywhere To Run.

Death Is Another Bar Which Lies Several Steps Below The Normal World. I'm At Its Threshold, But Not Yet In It. Its Doorway Is Doorless.

The Whole World Is Men's Bloody Fantasies.

But : We're Still Human. Human Because We Keep On Battling Against All These Horrors, The Horrors Caused And Not Caused By Us. We Battle Not In Order To Stay Alive, That Would Be Too Materalistic, For We Are Body And Spirit, But In Order To Love Each Other.