Immaturity pursued altered dimensions influenced by every detail until they claim and separated every individual. Capturing streams of supposed riches yet hallow in their nested made caves. Empty gibberish gifting insults , gifting puns of intent. Giving items to silently offend exchanges given to insult the chosen. Why don’t they seek a alternate universal wind to blow and bow before the realms of humanity.? It’s simplicity only the strong learn to weep and the jokers keep laughing at me not understanding I have the key.