I want a better wold and I want it now.

Our ape will prevail.

In the future will dictators run marothons, just to see the power of em, like the good old days rush them forward is cross country, at the lead, the in suits of armor on top of horses, splendid masculine muscle!

Let us see..

There is no place for extreme ignorance.

Death by machines.

Sronger now.

Death is proof that limits exist.

This is not a fake.

I leave to new lands by boat inside where old men smoke cigar with far away looks, and the rocking sound comes again and again and I wish to speak my mind, but I can't, there is just a distant shore and beyond a forest, an old city with rusty buildings, hard lives doing labor, making babies, and some light shines at the center.