I struggle a lot with judgemental. It is the recognition of truth according to me. Bullshit, usually. I concur. But I see a technological forum of lost souls forming, people without connections to stone. People who define their lives from the eloquence of political unmeaning. It is the danger of our age as we prance like unassuming fools. Money is one thing. Communication everything. We blindly assume that porn and hits will make us rich and it pisses me off. Is it that easy? What is the real payoff? I challenge you in real life, though you may be able to pwn me online. Can you make a fire with your will? Can you create realness without the silicon trappings of an age gone beyond its responsibility? This is not a real challenge, it is a plea. From one of the rare few one of us who has had the pleasure of perceiving reality as it is, and as it is becoming in the keyboard/visual fantasy of nothingness and despair we forget. Yeah, I got a thousand-million hits, Tokyo, Akira, etcetera, and we fall for it like rats in a slide-show put on by cobras. I do not judge, but love. I do not compare. I do not fear. I do not scheme vengeance. I hope. I dream. I see epochs of humans interacting in a way we have forgotten from the earliest days. I see us remembering feathers, giggles, promises, and I know, we have not allowed ourselves to become intrinsical memories of false echoes. This is a hope for all, and not just those that know how to type brief inputs. Serious? Lost? Too emo? Remember as the lights pass your retina. Love, to my sacrifice of your acceptance, transcends all.

Morgos