C. Dirsjardinsa is an average thief in a corrupt space. Print

One day an older dying painter-women who already had everything - wanted more. Simply more. To glorify her own hairy desires. She wanted to become REAL. Since she always been a copy only - though painting ferociously. Well hidden greed were characteristics of society she comes from. So her last attempt was to steal all she could from whatever who was fresh in her little world at the moment and put it together as she thought in a lighter brighter more likable version - money version. Of course she had never been taught or have known how to express anything complex. She was not very bright except colors and money. So that's what she's doing. Spirit is watching all these goings on and finnally said - it's enough - time for truth - maybe now maybe tomorrow. In her mind never.