I, Who Has Lived.

People usually escape from their troubles into the future; they dream big and make unrealistic wishes at that exact moment in time; they make awfully conspicuous prayers to there most high ommiting amens; often times they duel on the past and reminisce about the good which they wish and hope to encounter once more; they draw an imaginary line across the path of time, a line beyond which their current troubles will cease to exist with the belief of an aristocracy of power based on rank and influence rather than one of the sensitive, the considerate and the plucky. It is here where you find members in all nations and all through the ages whereby there is a secret understanding between them when they get acquainted. Representing the true human nature of a sense of belonging and of tradition, the one indelible victory of our race over cruelty and chaos. Despite all this, it is through cruelty, love and chaos that we can tell tales of having lived long before we die.