This life is a dramatization of some designers intention. And I seem to always see the discrepancy in reality. Too many gaps, too many questions in between. It can't be perfect. Well I know I will burn in hell for this. One day, one day, one day I'll meet my maker. And he'll say, good game, we were all very entertained. One day, one day, I will meet my maker. And they will say the gods were entertained. And I will say it's just not what I expected. This life is a memory of the last one, Gods little rerun. And I seem to always be the willing slave to technology. Too many gaps, too many spaces in between. It can't be perfect. One day, one day, one day I'll meet my maker. He will say good game, we were all very impressed with you. Nothing left put two in my chest, one in my head and make sure that I'm dead. Nothing I do will ever change your mind. To try to change your mind is a waste of time. And I don't know if you've ever felt like this. But I am through. One day, one day I'll meet my maker. He'll say good game, we were all very impressed with you.