Chapter Two ( first attempt)

Than the pages turned blank.
The writer stopped.
Fuck what should I write now?
All I wanted to write is right there on those pages that's fucking all
I want to write. The rest would responses for you guy to write.

One might be the belief that you need some certianty in life in a
world without it the world will fall apart.
( I would say atleast for now.)
The determinetic world you live in is a product of the industrilzation
of the world and not at all the true nature and only the state and the
product world there is no unquestional law that forces the world to be
what it is. What we will live in is the future the product of this
current environment. It will not be anything of the past or the
present. Unless you want to make mindless and fanticy like rymescreem
out of history like many ingnorant man done before.