>>16631672everything congnative is a trade off.
imagine if you where surrounded by the death people in All their smugness and every now and then you hear someone talk to them selves, someone like you is out there... for friendship, Love... and competition!
now imagine that there is someone above you your ilk and the death that they can hear your thoughts, and plant thoughts in your head...
now is the clock of reality ticking and making sense?