Happiness Is A Myth. It Was Invented

You Are Not A Man Until You Give Your Love, Truly And Freely To A Child. And You Are Not A Good Man Until You Earn The Love, Truly And Freely, Of A Child In Return.

None Of Us Lie Or Guard Our Secrets When We Sing, And India Is A Nation Of Singers Whose First Love Is The Kind Of Song We Turn To When Crying Just Isn't Enough.

Because My Life Has Been So Notorious And So Bad, It Can Overshadow My Work.

When The Wish And The Fear Are Exactly The Same, We Call The Dream A Nightmare.

One, What Would Happen If Everyone Did This Thing? Two, Would This Help Or Hinder The Movement Toward Universal Ultimate Complexity?