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What is clay without the hand that carves it's gentle slops and peaks? What is the mind without the ideas bobbling around inside of it? We are what we make ourselves to become. If we ignore the world around us, we become thoughtless drones only to follow our "free government" down to the inevitable grave it has been making since politics were invited. I believe it was around when the wheel broke, and so people started to argue how or why they should fix it. Long story short, they didn't, just like the saying goes if it's not broke don't fix it, but of cource the guy who said that was in a crowded room with many arguing gentlemen around him. So they only heard the latter part of his grand speech. Why he would say something like that when in fact the wheel was broken, was beyond me. The point, if there really was one to begin with, was that clay is as finely crafted as the hands that make it. And the mind is as confused as the ideas it has conjured up.

If we take everything at face value, the world would be a bland, tasteless place. The true satisfaction in this world is to imagine what the world could be like and start improving the vision everyday. If you don't like what you see, do something about it.

P.S. Yes, I was very bored. (Also when reading the above use a British accent)