I'm carrying the weight of all the useless junk and modern man accumulates.
I won't be righteous again. I'm not sure anymore.
If I ever reach heaven I expect to find three wonders there: first, to meet some I had not thought to see there; second, to miss some I had expected to see there; and third, the greatest wonder of all, to find myself there.
I'm not the kind of guy who wants to be on a pedestal.
I'm a statistic in a system that a civil servant dominates.
I believe I've passed the age of consciousness and righteous rage. I've found that just surviving is a noble fight. I once believed in causes too; I had my pointless points of view. And life went on no matter who as wrong or right.