It`s the void that finds its way to the poisoned minds. The negotiations about the existence are boundless.
Everything that comes, doesn ́t have any resolution. Only one purpose.
The life is a cell that builds by the death. Delivered to a non- cancellable decree.
The fury against the foreigners. Justifiable only by the liability of the tin gods.
The moral of certainty. The fake deities built the dead ends. Sacrifice your life and you will be rewarded. Wealth. Short half-life that provide the human suffering.
The kingdom of lies will always guide the growth. Utopias about freedom and autonomy give way to faint.
Nothing is particular. Nothing matters. Nothing lasts. CONSENT.
The tombstone will seal the lies once and for all.
It does not know an origin or an alignment. We are equal in this downward movement. We are all aimed by the demise.
[INSPIRED BY THE THANATOLOGY OF THE PSYCHIATRIST ELISABETH KÜBLER-ROSS]