…Le cinquième mois de novembre. Pólvora, traición y complot, 私は理由は砲撃能力、反逆罪を見ない, should ever be forgot…
Just a collection of the things I hold dear, the things I despise, the things I want to remember, and the things I won't allow myself to forget. It's a portrait of my metacognition.
I was born at 7:30 AM on a Thursday.
"I’ve witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I’ve seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them… but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it… ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love… And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man."