This place, the human condition, society, civilization it doesn't have to be a prison.
As bleak as the narrative they push at you can be this world can be a castle instead, one that we decorate with our dreams.
Our brains are basically computers, what programming do you want it to run? Theirs? Or the one that resides within your own imagination.
Strive to make your life beautiful.
This is a reminder to myself, and a message to anyone who is reading.
And in this inquisition of the soul the only answer that matters to any of their questions is quite simply, love. Love is the answer.