Life, full of lies, cloaked in eternal deception
Work, full of drudge, covered with infinite frustration
End, thus life, end, thus work
One without the other
Sunday, November 4, 2007
World's End
It is time, isn't it? Atrocities abound, evil is rampant, cruelty is ubiquitous. I detest the false humanity of mankind. I abhor it. Every race has its massacres and the End is truely well-deserved. Let it end, while it still can.
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