In a world where everything is stereotype of itself and everybody is stereotype of themselves, I was floating through the city, and I was watching all this madness hidden behind beautiful facades of sanity, and I saw the sky far away. And it was the contrast of the city and the far away sky; like letters on a paper; it made me see clearly that all this is a language, and it asks a simple question: Are you ready to be an original?

Self improvement is the biggest business in the world. Of course, you don’t look at it that way, cos there’s no official statistics that say so. But it’s the basic material of which human culture is made; of which you are made. But who the fuck are you? What are you?

The answer to that, or any other question, is something you won’t find here.

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