When Matter and antimatter touch each other is annihilated. A mutually satisfying end speaking of zen. We're hearts waiting to be broken, original sin spoken out the mouths of babes. Save what can be saved. They're spirits lurking intent on hurting our efforts, given over to the devil. Slaves to all manner of sexual deviation. I need a vacation. Crazy wankers, and crank yankers, Billy Pilgrims fantasy, bending time and reality. Listen to this.