So many years have gone by, I don’t even know, where all of this is heading. What could it mean, like Peace on Earth, POE, keep writing it down some where. Little scribbles on my notebook. We have to jack into this pirate code everytime, watch a contraband, that is not legal. Who is going to cover it, where will I be able to get user comments on it. So it will not be able to satiate me at all. I need something that is off the shelf. I’m not a God, just a man. I remember the movie Immortals by Tarsem Singh. This movie is so hard to watch. It is dry, the whole world gets parched, I feel like I’m in a desert, sultry, yet dry. When will it end ? It has no ending, just an infinite war between Gods and the Titans, Hyperion their leader, just wakes up one day decides to cut down on the human population of Greece, in some mythical time. But looks so local so down memory lane. I’m just getting older. nothing new, more and more hard pressed on cash. When money starts kicking in, only then you get real. Other times just wandering, getting lost, until you’ve lost more time, money and people. Why live ? I feel I’ve lost everything. ZoD was the one who set me up. He built this world, now he wants to destroy it, with me in it. He is a God. I need to worry about having no cash. I could turn into a prostitute, where will I go ? End up in jail. Or just lay down and die on the road side. Is it that hard to imagine ? But when gravity falls, even dying can’t be that easy as it sounds. So he wakes me up, keeps me scared. I’m just a guy, he is a God.