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The Word.

There is no hope.

“Ashes! Ashes! We all fall down!”
Your children are infected with the plague of death.

“E?” Nope! “W?” Wrong again! Looks like Hangman won!”
Did he win? No. He died on the gallows, just like Alice’s sanity.

“London bridge is falling down! Falling down! Falling down!”
Only to bring rank and foulness of the fog when you are poisoned by the queen.

Does not one of you understand? It is death! Death is this barbarous ill-lighted world! It is our children’s minds! For they are unearthing their own graves with these fairy tales! We are brainwashed by the thick stream of corruption and insanity. Are you blind? For it won’t be long now! Not long before you hear the canticles from the horrid cults of Wonderland. It shall be so! Yes, it must!

My dear friend, don’t you agree?

(2014)

We are mindless in this life!

#DeathInsanityRantSadSadnessWorld

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