Once upon a time I thought many thoughts – you see, when you’re infinite, you can think actually infinite thoughts – I thought about a place in which people would be born – their souls made of fire and their bodies made of dust – but being caught in an existential trap (as the body seeks dust and the soul seeks God, goodness, idealism) challenged by the stupidity of the society and the Divinity of their ancestors – and when the pain of evil would outweigh its stupid narcissistic sadistic joy – individually, one by one, they would search, find and integrate truth