My mother My father My brother and even my Grandmother are all liars.
They lie not because they know what they are lying about but because their world is built on the foundation of false truths.
Do not draw on yourself with ink because if you do you will become sick-- is a simple lie that is spread just like disease.
The true black plague of this generation is not a virus of biological form but an infection of the mind one that lingers in our thoughts.
It causes us to error corrupting what is truth for what we think is true-- over-implosion of convoluted thoughts make even the simplest of ink and skin to be mixed too much.
The convenience of information has oversimplified our lives and with it people produce less and consume more.
Most people will probably never learn what true effort is anymore.Β Β What is true success? Will convenience save the world or destroy it?