Good Times, Bad Times, Hopeful Future II
- What can death bring that I haven’t faced? I’ve lived; life is the worst.
It’s Happening Again. Internet was shut down for weeks. Had contemplations as to why keep of living, hurt the people who care for me the most in doing so.
Tens of Thousands of people dead, what can we do but cry ?
Moment of Silence for the fallen. But how much longer can someone stay silent? What makes our lives so worth, as to not put it in danger? What makes me not have the courage to go out and practically end my life by putting it in dire danger? Has the Theocratic regime been successful in completely stripping us of our wings? Of our tongues? I lost myself and now I have found myself again. Now that I can’t take my own, why must I have the feeling that I am not enough for not being able so? Which one is the better value to consider? Dying for a cause and probably resulting in my loved ones doing the same, burying them in major pain? Or staying alive and not hurting them but feeling useless for it. Freedom is an illusion, we are only free in choosing to take our life, if we are lucky. Light one more cigarette, we might not be alive tomorrow.
Eloi Eloi lama sabachthani?
We are the forsaken, in the pits of hell. I have no mouth yet I must scream.
This page cannot contain all of the names of the people killed. I am sorry.