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My Will Can Control Anything That’s Empty.

When It Comes To Controlling Human Beings, There Is No Better Instrument Than Lies. Because You See, Humans Live By Beliefs. And Beliefs Can Be Manipulated. The Power To Manipulate Beliefs Is The Only Thing That Counts.

What I've Started I Must Finish. I've Gone Too Far To Turn Back. Regardless Of What May Happen, I Have To Go Forward.

Once Someone Dreams A Dream, It Can't Just Drop Out Of Existence. But If The Dreamer Can't Remember It, What Becomes Of It? It Lives On In Fantastica, Deep Under Earth. There Are Forgotten Dreams Stored In Many Layers. The Deeper One Digs, The Closer They Are. All Fantastica Rests On A Foundation Of Forgotten Dreams.

I Wonder, What's In A Book While It's Closed. Oh, I Know It's Full Of Letters Printed On Paper, But All The Same, Something Must Be Happening, Because As Soon As I Open It, There's A Whole Story With People I Don't Know Yet And All Kinds Of Adventures, Deeds And Battles. And Sometimes There Are Storms At Sea, Or It Takes You To Strange Cities And Countries. All Those Things Are Somehow Shut In A Book. Of Course You Have To Read It To Find Out. But It's Already There, That's The Funny Thing. I Just Wish I Knew How It Could Be.