It is febuary 1998, with too many mindless bodies, walking the face of the planet, and too many mindfull bodies, without enough motivation, to do anything constructive with their lives, I despise these people, in a way I can not verbally express, my hatred for humanity has reached an all time high, I believe I am a higher power and a greater being, than our all too common society Lately I have asked myself should I concede defeat and conform to our commercialist society, surely it would make my life on this world easier to bear, but when i get near my lowest moments, I remember... Why, I hate the world, and everything, that is inside, i remember why, that I despise everything that is not I