‘ If you want to believe then believe hard 

and if you don’t then be a tough mother fucking non-believer.’ 

I was confused…I have been always confused. 

‘But I feel sorry for every coreless existence…they make me puke from my poisoned guts.’ 

There never was any books for non-believers…and then there was the perpetual theorems for believing beings. 

‘ So you feel sorry for the orchids…you feel sorry for the gypsy hookers…you feel sorry for the boot you are wearing from your infancy.’ 

‘ Yeah pretty much the same way.’ 

‘ Then my dissipating passenger…you are one the greatest believer of our time.’ 

‘ Okay great, then tell me which cafe you want to go in.’

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