I've no idea what's been happening to me. It may be the work of some enemy, it may be the price I have to pay for the years I abused my body, wrecked myself with alcoholism. I can create a world without war. I can make a world without alcohol or drugs. Without hate or jealousy. But then it wouldn't be the world we live in. Nothing would be learned, nothing would be gained. We wouldn't advance as species.