Biera be. Ignorance depresses me and I laugh of faith, that blind faith fairy tale promises at the end of the rainbow, when we can not even treat us as equals and stop hurt. Where we can not respect each other, nor I to them nor they to me, because everyone thinks they have the final truth, the real truth, the black wire boiled water all the answers. Exit
to enter the microcosm macrocosm, a community of free thinkers who do not mind being contradicted, while at least think. I escaped all the days, hours and hours straight, and anyway I have to come back here, where open space imprisoning me.
I need a horse and an adventure.
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