A mind is a simulation that simulates itself.

Any time someone gives you drugs, the purpose is to subdue. Always. Whether it is from a dealer, a friend, your mother/brother/sister/son, or your government--especially your government--the intention is to subdue, and always to feed another motive. Why? Because in getting high, your power and your intellect are blunted. Can the motive ever be in your best interests? Governments notoriously use sex, drink, and drugs to subdue their people. Notoriously. And we're falling for it.

Our actions are the results of our intentions and our intelligence.

The line of head is strong, but the line of heart is weak. And most importantly, the line of life is short. The stars do not seem to be right.

I wouldn__ call Gabriel Walsh if I was on fire._ She pursed her lips. __o, I might. To sue everyone responsible__rom the person who lit the match to those who made my clothes. But I__ wait until the fire was out. Otherwise, he__ just stand there until I was burned enough for a sizable settlement.

Truth is not a stereotype.