Here is a poem to encourage people to think like me:
In search of stardom, we find hope.
In search of bordom there is fork.
In destiny, we go our separate ways.
Count the distance between one planet and another, so, to find meanings and purposes.
In Light of knowledge the greatest knowing is knowing you are alive; for when you are dead you seek council.
It is a burden to seek anothers face; so, don't be impatient, you'll find some form of grace.
If ever in need of help, call for me and I'll be there...Oh, but don't worry, my stature is of Grace and my whole microthought is sacred.
To each his own is the saying,but, I say Let everything that hath breath conqueror the same deamon locked in it's cage.
And...to Sapius, I was right, I did cherish the moment of "self".