Seritonin Sleep

All things come to an end, no matter how long or short their exsistance may have been. The only thing that determines what was once and what is now is the idealogy of the physical existance of what is. This idealogy is where we begin to realize that we have no true meaning, aside that from continuing a civilization that is doomed to end. Its is this realization that also keeps us thriving, looking for an answer as to why a doomed race was meant to exist, what true purpose was there to living for extinction. And so we strive for perfection, forcing an individuals belief on a common mass, fueling wars on false religions and idealistic buerocracy, forever engaging a doomed species into a falling spiral, forever to make the same mistakes, never to learn from those mistakes, clouded by their own folly.

Now, ask yourself, what role will you play? Leader? Follower? Hand from the shadow silently guiding the masses like so many stray sheep? This vast emptiness cares not. So do as you wis