2002-08-23 - 9:58 p.m.

Today I was on a bus

Near me was a human, a human who projects the gangster image. Cold, inhuman. Aura swarming with STAY AWAY! I will kill you twice without thinking about it! My territory is marked! Lethal ...

An ambulance passed by, its siren was on, somewhere there was an emergency. He slyly crossed himself and kissed his fingers; a silent prayer, a blessing. I felt chills throughout my spine and I teared up, every tree and grass blade and cloud and moving bit of air became pure radiance

The world has a beautiful soul