I know that

no one is reading this, but oh well I say to that.

I think demons are real..
and I think they're not too bad..

and I think Lucifer could be an alright guy...
I don't know for sure.

But I won't think they're horrible things because a fictional piece said so, :)

Can you tell me..

...what the meaning of life is?
How could you?  You've lived only one life that you can recall and never mine.. You certainly cannot tell me.

I'm willing to bet that the majority of you claim it is love.

I hopelessly disagree.

These are my opening statements.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.