We need chaos, controlled chaos. I want a five star hotel chain to take whatever natural beauty that's left on this planet, colonize it and sell it to me. And a little twink doesn't speak cause he's deaf, dumb and blind mute. He consents via brail k e. Yes. He needs me to open doors for him and turn on lights. There's no arguments with a deaf, dumb mute. But he's not that dumb. It's not a retarded p i'm not. Wev got to go to a spot where we are beaten and injected with things, smacked with seaweed. We need sand rubs. Because we can't spend