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I Felt Like I Had Lost Something. But Not Something Silly, Like My Keys Or My Gum; More Like My Arm Or My Foot, Something That Really Mattered. Like Something That I Could Live Without, But Would Make Life Much Harder If It Were Missing. And Life Is Hard Enough. Life Is Hard Enough With Everything We're Given.

I'm Writing Books. They're Still A Mix Of Fact And Fiction And Will Continue To Be. I Think It's An Interesting Place To Work.

But We Are What We Are, And Humans Will Always Hate.

I Think God Is Something That People Use To Avoid Reality. I Think Faith Allows People To Reject What Is Right In Front Of Our Eyes, Which Is That Thing, This Life, This Existence, This Consciousness, Or Whatever Word You Want To Use For It, Is All We Have, And All We'll Ever Have. I Think People Have Faith Because They Want And Need To Believe In Something, Whatever That Something Is, Because Life Can Be Hard And Depressing And Brutal If You Don't.

For The Worst Things Of Our Lives, It Is Sometimes The Best Way, To Never Speak Of Them Again.