Whatever others may say, they say it to deceive and comfort themselves, not help you.
My mathematics is simple: one plus one = one.
With your goal you make the one.
When all is lost, there is still a memory.
No reason for a feverish rush For we will all arrive in the same place At the right time. Justice will be served. There will be no better or worse, No big and small, no rewards, no punishment, No guilt, no judges, no hierarchies; Only silent equality.
A word into the silence thrown always finds its echo somewhere where silence opens hidden lexicons.