A free mind. In that its got few strings pulling its skin, painful yet with a purpose it pulls away. It perpetually thinks. Seizing to think, it knows, will make it not learn any more. Confused, and in an ironic way is the only very clear and simple fact in itself. It likes people and probably not the whole society. For it thinks that society is one of those strings. But ironically it looks upon people like a curious kitten wanting to be killed by a black Mamba. Life , Love, Universe, Truth have simple meanings. For it, its the only purpose of anyone's life. To seek the meaning of such simple yet profound words.. err concepts. For it is my mind.