Maniacs of Procreation, bipeds with devalued faces, we have lost all appeal for each other.
Humanity adores only those who cause it to perish.
Try to be free: you will die of hunger.
Suffering makes you live time in detail, moment after moment. Which is to say that it exists for you: over the others, the ones who don't suffer, time flows, so that they don't live in time, in fact they never have.
I am like a broken puppet whose eyes have fallen inside.
To accomplish nothing and die of the strain