Can I come with you into death? Can you lead me all the way to death? Is there a way out, through death? I want out, philosophy. I don’t want to be part of this …
Will we die here? Are we going to die here? In this … sarcophagus. The whole place is a suicide pod. The whole place is designed to make us want to kill ourselves.
It’s fitting. It’s appropriate. For those of us who didn’t want to be part of the human optimisation project. This is how they’ll thin us out. By making it unbearable. But of course, it already is unbearable …
I don’t want to live in this world. What we’ve done is disgusting. This campus is disgusting. This tower, reaching up into the void. And the void is laughing at us.
Who’s going to help us? Who will extend a hand? Pull us out of this? What do we pray to? Who is there to pray to? Who is there to kneel before?
This is a death zone, I know that. Death for the likes of us zone. This is a suicide zone. A drive us to suicide zone.
Work in Progress 