AS THEY SAY

"Everything has an end. Even young ladies in love cannot read their letters for ever."
(1841 Dickens Barnaby Rudge xx.)

As all good things come to an end one must accept the anguish that follows, it's a part of growing up. Tragedy, trauma, pain, they all teach us patience, passion and gratitude. For some a perfect world, a utopia would be ideal but when I think about it a brave new world is not what we need but total chaos. To teach us that everything we have we take for granted, we use and don't think about where and who it came from.

This society is too materialistic, I can see why people trade their reality for a game.
They're actually fighting for something.