Suffering is universal.

We can hear others, and we can travel with them without moving, and we can imagine them, and we are all connected one to the other by a crazy root system, like so many leaves of grass. But the game makes me wonder wheter we can really ever fully become another.

You should see it. V for Vendetta I mean. "I'll look it up." No. With Me. At my house. Now

There comes a time when we realize that our parents cannot save themselves or save us, that everyone who wades through time eventually gets dragged out to sea by the undertow- that, in short, we are all going.

I figured something out. The future is unpredictable.

This is the Homosexuality Is An Abomination Club, right?

It's bad for your brain not to unplug.