Humans are deathless, in the sense that they exist by machinery and administrations. They ruin the of existence in which turns into a tournament of who’s better than who. And what sets this conflagration is esteem because having too much renders one to flaunt and having to little causes melancholia.

There is no capacity for that quality of envy, and this is where I come in.

I do not revert, convert, spoil, restore, annihilate, demolish or stain the souls of humans but rather preserve them. And words of advice are just another fragment of this article.