What’s wrong with us? What’s so very wrong? Do other people feel this wrong, too? Is it only us? Like there’s something wrong with our existence. No – like our existence itself is fundamentally wrong. Are we the only ones to feel this way?
What’s the opposite of election? Being cursed, maybe. Is that what we are – cursed? Damned? Who damned us? Who selected us to be damned? What’s so special about us? Nothing special. There’s nothing special about our fuckedupness either.
Work in Progress 