Something’s wrong with the logic. There is something wrong with my logic. Wrong with my logic. Wrong with my logic…It’s not what I wanted. I just want to get through the day. I don’t want to knock on any ceiling. I don’t want any of my hands handing in something. I don’t want to pay anyone’s gasoline. I don’t want it all. I want nothing. To want nothing makes me nothing, nobody. So, nobody came up with my ideas because I came up with it. Nothing is where it is where nobody surrounds it. Nothing is where it should be where no thing pushes. Nothing exists in the void of the empty space. Nothing is vacuum. My vacuum makes me exist for no one can make influence. No information can harm me. It’s just me, me and me. I am selfish. I have greed for myself. I have greed for not anything but myself. I have greed. Then, I have need. I need! I need for something that is nothing. My need is nothing.