Its happening to everyone, with or without their knowledge.
The outcome is the same for all.
It is the only thing the ugly faced stand up walking small haired Mammal has in common with each other.
There are no rules or rights when the time comes. There has never been such thing as fair.
We are less than pin pricks, tainted dust bags, in the great cosmos.
Damn consciousness for creating death. I wish I was a termite.
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