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...Passion that could boil antifreeze. I want Wisdom that could humble God. Intellect that could feed the starving and strength to back it up.
Nibbling on a Pizza Roll, I realize I'd settle for these things to be warm.
Or at least the motivation to go warm them.
I've heard that the mind knows all things that were, are and to be. That a being never learns, but, rather, remembers. I've also heard, somewhere, that Passion belies Wisdom, blinding the soul with wants instead of simple sense. Intellect only feeds the ego and, as stated before, isn't anything special anyways. Absolute power corrupts Absolutely. And who is to say Wisdom can't be corrupted as well? One life for many? Many now for more later?
Warm Pizza Rolls sound better.