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.

Because often it is the reader of adventures who saves the world. Because no matter how bad things look, or how rough things get, the reader keeps turning the pages... A reader never walks away from her own story.

I am Orafoura, but you can call me Jarod Kintz. I__ fairly proud to proclaim that Dora J. Arod has me on her short list of __orld__ worst writers._ The list couldn__ get any shorter, because I__ the only name on it. I should tell her to stop calling it a list, and change the title to __orld__ worst writer._ If you__e wondering why I rate all my work one star, it__ because the rating system doesn__ have a zero star option, or better yet, go into negative numbers.