"There comes a point where you have to ask yourself how much more of your soul you're willing to let the masses devour. How little remaining self can you learn to live without? Seems like you came here to expand yourself to connect to others, to erase the lines that keep us all separate but they came to tear little pieces off of you and compete over who had the biggest, brightest, prettiest piece. When they are done and they scatter off to the next person they will dismantle you for entertainment, you stand in silence and look at the pieces of you they've ripped away just lying on the ground and they are unrecognizable. They are no longer a part of you. You felt like a cold isolated absence when they've all gone away. It gets lonely so you read the feedback to get closer to them. They all circle around to spit venom about how inadequate you are. You gave them everything, they took it and then they'd decided you are nothing. No individual could devour you whole."
Então caminhando até academia eu vou tentando melhorar na meditação e adquirir melhor controle de ki, concentração, visão de ki ou seja ver o ki do adversário para não se perder nas lutas e conseguir enxergar batalhas de alto nivel, e recuperação.
"What?" Saitama asked, then suddenly felt the heaviness of the mood in the room, "Oh come on, guys. Let's at least TRY to make it out of the house before you decide that today is gonna suck." Saitama pulled his pants up then tugged his shirt on sloppily, "Come. On. Get. Dressed. Let's. Go." Clapping with each word for emphasis and using his commanding voice he ordered the two to get moving. Genos scrambled to his feet and rushed to the bathroom to freshen up as much as he needed to while Genkei rushed to stand in front of Saitama.
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