I visited one of those towns that were on the map some while ago. They were there? It’s empty. Did they leave any clues behind for me? I must stay strong. They’ll do anything for money, yes, that’s what they used to say. Jealousy is not some code in cyberspace that you could decode and rescue someone with. It is just d-day mishap for me, nothing more, the deeper I dig the dirtier I’ll get, then I’ll die. That’s all it stands for. Why feel pity for them, weep for them, like they were my dad or spouse or brother ? Their is no future, or past, everything was just R. In the earliest of times they used to fight, and mean something, now all that is gone. They have indeed destroyed themselves as me, in some remote place I can’t go ? They were just not human. What were they made up of ? Knm. For long I tried to understand what they thought like, their emotions, what they felt, what all they did in their lives ? Later I found out they could not be reached at all ever, they would go away. Treat them as un reals, people who were destroyed long before I ever came across them. The only lesson I’ve learn’t over the years is to not find them, not discover them at all, just let their thoughts wipe clean off my psyche. Stay put, stay inside, not meet anyone, not go anywhere.