FUCK YOU
redundency destroyed human civilization
take the above for example, if your life fails to articulate through vines and trees and spores s'mores what's more?
We've come too close to it. Mammon, your boogers are green and I shall not pick them, for each congealed legion is an epic. I'd rather sift through dusted remnants. At least there I'll be dealing with what is measurable. At least there I can trust my own sense.
In the mean time. Let's push forth zee questions des ananas.
MES ANANAS SONT CHIENS AVEC LES PLAGES DES AFFICHES