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Ah doc, need some advise here.

Go ahead G, you know that my ears are yours.

Well, doc, I don't know, but this world is such a damn place to be in.

Huh? Why say that?

I don't know. Its just that when you wake up, you seem to be lost!

Lost? Lost? Whatís that suppose to mean?

Doc, do you believe in faith?

Faith? You are not talking to a clairvoyant arenít you?

Nope. But tell me, do you?

Listen G, I don't know whatís going on with you, but are you sure that you are ok?

No. I am not. This world isn't something to be worth of living in.

Riddle me?

Yeah. Itís a big one to. You see. I live, breath as the others. They play and dance, and you know get around with some sins, that me as a cueist can't do.

Thatís true to some, but then after all they are the one loosing it.

Yes. But they do change!

Thatís another good thing for them.

No no! You see they get to see and play with things I can't! They did enjoy, while I am not.

G? Do you think betraying God is a enjoyable game?

I didn't say that.

Yes, you did.

No. You misunderstood that.

Ok, wise guy, whatís under your cape?

Please doc, stop humiliating me. I am just lost here ok. I need the sun light.

G, sure you do. Envying others for their joys is something that will lead you to nowhere.

But.. but, why them. Why change! Why can't I be the best. Why do they always have to be; they are the most erroneous animals ever existed.

Watch it lad! Get a soap.

Listen doc, I can't handle it any more. They are winning when they arenít even preparing any. I spend the nights, I stop the strolling, but still they percolate.

Hm, what makes you think that they arenít?

Arenít? Huh? Whatís this?

G, do you believe them? These guys do much better than you. They play hard. Striving hard that you won't even realize that.Why? 'Cause what takes days with you, takes minutes with them? They arenít smart, neither scholarships, but they do it with quality and patient.



Thatís impossible. They can't. They aren't as hard working as I.

See G, thatís your own thought about them. You think that your enemies are the weakest, while they know exactly how strong you are, how prowess your eager is.

Then, why can't I.

G. They'd manipulated you. Discriminated you. They grew stronger to survive to endanger you. They did. Did it so good that you can't open an eye to it. Just look at yourself G. You are in your dreams, and they are the makers.

Head ached doc. Can't even know what should I do.

Take my advice, and get the annual storage fuelled up, or you will suffer in winter. Be the ant.

The ant?

Yes, the ant.

Uhh. Duh!

Keep calling G, good night.

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