On off-line time

The time you’re realize that nothing matters, when technology absorbs you. The parts you leave behind; sticking to the infinite of your existence. Don’t trick your enemies, leave them close, but don’t make them control your own weaknesses. 

Have jealousy, furthermore, making your heroes unachievable is unhealthy. Nobody can absorb all the information in the world; Not even the most intelligent, godlike and heroic creature. So what is the point? 

Living a life that that many that few care to the access, living some sort of self pettiness? Inconsequently living an absurdness that is irrational and cretinous. 

So what is left to us? An incommensurate pile of gigantic crap that one will find how to recycle? And even if recycled; wouldn’t it just be a pile of garbage with another function?

Recycling yourself and others is rather important, in this case; who is going go be the chieftain?: The one who likes the victory or the one who strive for power?

When you’re in love with the unachievable, it’s easy to be platonic and ignore the harsh reality; however, when is front of you, what choice would you make? 

Abstinence is the most contraceptive, moreover, the mostly emotionally constipated. How should we deal with this issue? Laxative or costive?