I may have died a while back. Perhaps we all did. It would explain why this world doesn’t make any sense anymore. We’re all just moving blobs of meat and juices. Consequences seem to have no hold. People do whatever strikes their fancy at a moment’s notice. They call it living but I don’t see it that way. We are dying, each moment wasted away because we are too stupid to see that. Let us wine and dine. Let us sleep and seduce. It won’t matter in the morning.
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