Scientists have debated at great length for some time now to the subject of life within flames. Are they alive? They breath, eat, reproduce, react to the environment, move, grow, and die. Is it just that our form of judging what's alive is clouded so that we can't see a new form a life in front of us? Or can it be that we so dearly overestimated our own intelligence that we try to breath life into an inanimate force of nature? What about evil? What is evil? "Bad" things? What's "Bad"? Non-good? Well then what's "Good"? How do we, mere mortals, know the differance between the black and white? Or is there no black and white? Could it be life is measured in shades of grey? No act is ever truely wholesome. No words are ever truely sincere. Think about it. Who in this world has never commited a "Bad" act? Who has never commited a "Good" act? Humans are mortal. We are not perfect. Why should we try to be? Why should we strive for an impossible perfection? The immense futility of trying to obtain true perfection just...makes me laugh. Stop living your life by the guide of some unknown person. Look inside your souls and learn to know the truth. Know yourself. Or you'll never know anything.