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It Isn't A Secret, Unless Keeping It Hurts.

And Money, If The Pile Gets High Enough, Is Something Like A Big Political Party: It Does As Much Harm As It Does Good, It Puts Too Much Power In Too Few Hands, And The Closer You Come To It The Dirtier You Get.

Sooner Or Later, Fate Puts Us Together With All The People, One By One, Who Show Us What We Could, And Shouldn’t, Let Ourselves Become. Sooner Or Later We Meet The Drunkard, The Waster, The Betrayer, The Ruthless Mind, And The Hate-filled Heart. But Fate Loads The Dice, Of Course, Because We Usually Find Ourselves Loving Or Pitying Almost All Of Those People. And It’s Impossible To Despise Someone You Honestly Pity, And To Shun Someone You Truly Love.

In The Face Of All That Is So Wrong With The World, The Very Worst Thing You Can Do Is Survive. And Yet You Must Survive. It Is This Dilemma That Makes Us Believe And Cling To The Lie That We Have A Soul, And That There Is A God Who Cares About Its Fate.

Do You Know The Story Of The Scorpion And The Frog? You Know, The Frog Agrees To Carry The Scorpion Across The River, Because The Scorpion Promises Not To Sting Him. And Then The Scorpion Stings The Frog, Half Way Across The River. The Drowning Frog Asks Him Why He Did It, When They'll Both Drown, And The Scorpion Says That He's A Scorpion, And It's His Nature To Sting.