emotions

Incomprehensible, irrevocable, unbelievable.

Emotions. I've always believed that people should guard their emotions. For me, it is the waterloo of every great man, the evil mark signifying the impending fall of every beautiful woman. Well-conceived plans are easily dissolved once this cunning creature creeps into the equation. People start becoming irrational, impulsive, vulnerable. They start expecting and holding on to empty words and promises.

Suddenly, people's hearts cease to become theirs. They enter the risky business of falling without any assurance of refuge nor momentary salvation. Maybe, for others, that is exactly what makes the whole thing worthwhile. But I beg to differ. The least I could do for my sanity is spare myself from this hopeless case.

Ahh, the freedom of a robot.