
When the well dries up, the nomads move to another place. But where to run, when there is desolation in the human soul?
Craig Thompson, Habibi

Humans are sooo irrational: we spend all of our lives trying to accumulate abstract tokens that aren’t even real, but rather represented by an abstract number on our bank account. For that, we are ready and willing to sacrifice everything: the lives of others, the lives of loved ones, our own lives. There’s but one God, and his name is Money. It’s sooo sad.