No love = No point

April 9, 2016

Hunting tools,

Fire,

Coexisting,

Art,

Boats,

Wheel,

Guns,

Electricity,

Phonograph,

Gold,

Evil,

Conflict,

Hate,

War,

Heartache,

Fear...

In the real world becasue there is no love.

What is the point of fliving in this fearful world,

That survived just fine without the inventions,

And helped each other stay alive?

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