Why Travel Anywhere If You're Blind? You Can't See.

"But the blind are merely casual observers of life. Lack of being, but recorders of being." stated the ambivalent (target demographic).

"No. We have method...Even when listening to traffic the mind draws its own pictures of the streets crowded with Russian ghosts and wheels that have broken loose from their carriages." replied the blind anterior (niche market).

After crossing the bridge of sighs and standing firmly in a truncated eternity; he turned and admitted the failure of his thought.

There is more than the two lives he distinguished: the life of the one how suffers,
and the life of the one who records the suffering of others.

The third is the one oblivious to life beyond the conventions that they are hurled into.

The third is the living dead. The good old salt of the Earth who delivers hemlock.

Salt of the Earth makes the land barren.