Isn't language kinda funny? You can speak it, symbolically speak it, write it.. They're memorized symbols that have got certain sounds, certain ways to use them; you can mispell them, misuse them; you can insult someone with words, you can show your adoration for someone with words.. Communication is endless.
Today I was questioned why I didn't want any children. Why would I want to drag an innocent life into this materialistic, pitiful world that I tend to dread more than half the time? What, so that they can feel what I had/do, so they can realize how lamely this world is run, so that they can grow into something unjust? Bringing a new life into this world.. I guess the only good thing about it is realizing the traits you'd give them. That awesomeness lasts about an hour. Other than that, you have to raise them in our traditionally unstable environment while they whine to you about things you really don't give a shit about, work the rest of your life for them 'til you die, and then finally live off of them when you're a prune.
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