When I had the Le Classè A in my trunk (and some less bucks in my wallet…) I felt - one more time - ALL the weight of my music passion and audio passion… aehm: addiction;-)
The ancient memories of a shiny past are still present in everyone's DNA... the trick is don't being deaf to the untold, always being curious about everything.
Why should I (sort-of) stopping to enjoy life and "toys" and having good time? In the name of what should I change my habits and tastes?
Is living an interesting, always various, entertaining and worthwhile life the only way to justify everyone’s existence on Earth?
Is whole humankind a guinea-pigs stable for someone's large-scale experiments?
Is religion a necessary evil?
Isn't being kind, tolerant, emphatic and open to people and changes enough for a pacific living, without the redudant structure of virtually every religion?
Why waiting for after-death heaven instead of persuing it on earth?
... and hell?
Isn't it these days?