American natives should have moved, should have given the country to invading Europeans.

Citizens of large cities should migrate to farm lands to avoid being victims of criminals and corrupt government (but then I repeat myself).

If my neighbor loves himself too much and others not at all, I should move before he becomes a full blown narcissist and shoots my dog for wagging its tale.

I never go to town. It's where humans live.

Earth is a death world. It was a death world even before humans popped out of it. I'm migrating to nirvana.

I've turned the other cheek so many times, I don't have a butt.

"God" messed up so bad. He forgot to drown Noah.

And don't kill flies and mosquitoes. Relocate to where they are not. And vegetables and fruits, hamburgers and hotdogs should immediately leave the planet. Humans are vicious little creatures.

What's the solution? First, what's the problem?

Human nature? Where did human nature come from? Oh, right, "God." I think I found the problem. OK, so what's the solution?

Solution: Do this before it's too late. Don't get born.

Note: If it's too late, and you got born (no fault of your own) try not to repeat that mistake.

GOOD LUCK EVERYONE ("Dang flies!"). nem