These emotions on liberal consciousness are to be liberated by lighting. Freedom is just an idea in many: the organon is well established and illuminating the Whole of granted holes. The Singular will do the rest in meaningful doom.
I’m subsisting in the black hole of obliteration, with a few Verbs and Nouns on my side. The apology of situation is decided by Others who fill in the gap between my consciosness and their loads.
I’ll travel away from these worries, in a shell with its own principles and morals.
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