I was thinking about life and thinking about higher powers, which I do believe in. Maybe just to make myself feel better. But I thought everything happens for a reason. And trees are like gods. They are spiritual. They control what happens and what doesn't happen. Just by communicating through brainwaves in the unconscious minds of humans. I went to Eckered Academy because my parents sent me there for smoking weed. When I was there I did a lot of cruel things to animals. I skinned and gutted a fish alive. I chopped half of a turtles face off with garden shears. (Other people were doing this to because we were preparing the food. But I had no sympathy for the animals. Maybe now I will care more for them and maybe at some point in my life I will be happy again. But first I guess I must suffer and learn to live in the underground of America.