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No one is the same...

No matter how similar they may seem, The lies and truths of the beyond world of our "Simple lives" is nothing but a mere illusion of what we truly want to say...

"Fear"
Money and Power is fear nation's rulers are power, The economic influence on some "Normal people" is immense but yet...self-corruption

-Money, is what makes our world goes round right? but who is to say we have no right to name what is yours and what is others? I think...everybody owns everything one cannot say "That's Mine" without lying...They didn't take the effort to make it nor did the person who made the item do anything...Money has caused us to lose track of what "Valuables" mean it's gone so stray that money isn't even the main concern anymore...The virtue in earning money is nothing compared to those who actually "Worked" for it...

-Power, is the ultimate thrive for "Humans" We think that power can compromise everything make things simpler for them...and of course earn them Respect everyone wants to be famous because fame has power...power corrupts those who dive into their own cesspool of greed and lust, What they want is "Final" I say otherwise no matter what happens there will always be someone who will appose their ideals, thus creating Conflict...

Conflict: This subject is interesting...everybody thinks "Conflict" isn't necessary but someone once told me..."Without Conflict the world around us cannot proceed" I immediately took and sunk those words into my brain, I thought "So True..." cause if we didn't start conflict like wars we wouldn't have invented things like weapons, goods, etc...Society CANNOT proceed without a conflict involved...

I think the illusion of "Happiness" affects us all we cannot avoid it just as Death is unavoidable...I do not fear death in any angle...Death is like starting a "new File" on a Video game, your character has no memory of what he/she/it did before on the last life...I feel like a Jack-in-the-Box the spin my handle...but when I pop up...they push me back in, only to spin my handle once more...When I pop out it's like repeating time itself...

Time is not of the eccense...Time is forever unless dealing with the wrong "people" disgusting as they are we thrive for different aspects...but with 1 single goal of the same...To achieve their goals...I like to think of life...as a Jack-in-the-Box...It brings joy to some...sadness to others...even fear...yet no matter how many time you turn that handle it'll end up the same thing...popping up then being pushed back to restart to the beginning kind of like life..."We Grow up to Die..." I like to imagine myself in a field of Jack-in-the-Boxes so I can turn handles and chat for awhile...then when I'm done chatting I can say my sad...Sad....goodbyes then push it's head back into the box so it won't have the pain of dealing with life around it...Damn...I've just came to an end...