The year was 2081 and everyone was finally equal.
When all else is lost the future still remains.
Fame - a few words upon a tombstone and the truth of those not to be...
In politics merit is rewarded by the possessor being raised like a target...
We trifle when we assign limits to our desires since nature hath set none.
I write a lot too, so I would like to write or direct in the future if I...
I feel that the year ahead for me will be full of...
I don't know what my future is.
