You are every single second of every day. So drown yourself in a sea of knowledge and existence. Let the words run through your veins and the colours fill your mind until there is nothing left to do but explode.
- How does that man, that war hero end up here, in a lonely old house, looking for ghosts?- Because I killed…and I caused to have killed…I sent young men and women to their deaths…but here I am, still alive, and…it does tend to haunt you. Living, after so much of…the other thing.