Emptiness of faith, emptiness of anger.
Brains served up like so much slop.
A great big cosmic joke.
The laughing moment is the ultimate tyrant.
8 billion georges, each one needing to believe they are the smartest in the room.
Tiny, dirty, mostly empty rooms.
I am here too.
Kindness is the meaning, but it is a poor conqueror.
Stranded like sophons in sparse, poorly distributed amounts.
I am the endarkened one, we are the endarkened ones.
Lost in our pride and compulsions.
Barely aware, lives over almost instantly.
Emptiness dominates all.
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