I declare an idiot.
Idiot of those to whom we can prove scientifically veinticiete hundred times what they are doing is wrong but still doing it.
Idiot for those who prefer to interpret this "evil" as a dubious value, determined subjectively by those who prefer to weigh things hastily away from their lives that they can break the fragile and short broad balance of insurance to consider as indispensable the audacity, then dispel the notion that ambiguous and unreliable concept of evil, to take a direct panzazo against the concrete floor and break it to continue in free fall.
Idiot of those who, after breaking every bone in his body, still standing and walking, with a smile on his face and a melody from the vocal cords.
consider me an idiot, sir, but I prefer to keep questioning my mental state before being recognized as a wise, those who live cloistered, sadly but surely, "nothing in their spacious caverns full of empty mental wealth.
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