What are you looking for, and why do you still hide from it? A question that would have such power if it had come from the friendly and good looking stranger that just left the seat beside mine. Alas, it comes from my own voice; it comes from that place where all the other important questions are stored. What a beautiful city this is… what a handsome crowd. Extending my reach here was always part of the plan – I knew it would mature to this – yet it has surpassed my expectations. I feel a sense of pity for those who require attachment to be happy; especially, because they have not chosen this condition: evolution shaped them that way. Similarly I now sit and watch (even if for a short while) the seeds I have planted begin to germinate.
If there is true inspiration it is the need to be empty, but even this is insufficiently original as it comes from a desire to change and that is an external influence. Simply accepting that I am not beyond influence has brought me closer to true choice. And yes, I am guilty of having experimented on myself extensively, but always with the greater good in mind. And while not all changes I have brought about have been ecological, it stands to this chance that I am still human and not the careless psychopath some would make me to be.
I care not for credit of this change. I care not for glory, only power.