Is it life, or just my life, that disgusts me? That’s a distinction without a
difference. Most of us live the life we
have to live.
At least we’ve finally gotten over our odd delusion that eternal life is what we want. Any reasonable monster would have accepted that it’s a monster by now, and destroyed itself. But although we are destroying ourselves, as usual we’re doing it wrong. We’re destroying not only ourselves, but every other living thing on this planet as well. If only we took a moment to think, we’d realize we should all just lie down and never get up again. But who am I to judge? I’ve often lain down with that intention, but I always got up again. So much for good intentions.
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