The Tiger Is Humbled By Memories Of

For We Are All Bound In Stories, And As The Years Pile Up They Turn To Stone, Layer Upon Layer, Building Our Lives.

You’re Loitering, Citizen.” “actually, I Was Hesitating.

You Must Dismantle Your Sources, Lest You Do Nothing But Ape The Prejudices Of Others

We Humans Do Not Understand Compassion. In Each Moment Of Our Lives, We Betray It. Aye, We Know Of Its Worth, Yet In Knowing We Then Attach To It A Value, We Guard The Giving Of It, Believing It Must Be Earned, T’lan Imass. Compassion Is Priceless In The Truest Sense Of The Wold. It Must Be Given Freely. In Abundance.

Ambition Is Not A Dirty Word. Piss On Compromise. Go For The Throat.