Sunday 2 April 2017

you know, at 63, if I hadn't been born mortal, you know, I'd still choose it. For some odd reason, I seem to be a being pretty happy with my own short Shining Path. Mind you, its taken me awhile. It is probably why I am quite okay at caring for the young who desire to suicide...'well, you never know, if you live, you may like more of it than you know just now...but, for sure, the gig itself is fucking dubious at best and there's nothin much that changes much about the pointlessness and stupidity and the suffering of the world, except you, as time goes by...'


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