For losing one’s freedom, the whole world evolves. Isn’t that sacrifice? Not posts, thoughts. Any attempt at control of the inside while the outside trudges on carefree, like Bigfoot taking a walk in a Sahara oasis forest. It’s not about winning, but oneness with the human mind, and transcend, because if the higher one goes, the cooler it becomes. That is, what goes up, must go down. So, what is down, must inadvertently rise. Do I sometimes wish I was the wise one, and not the fool clutching at the straw, and call it free-styling? That’s too complex of a question to comprehend, or answer.