I wondered if the Demon that whispered "Why not be free?" was Freedom itself.

Freedom without any purpose feels a whole lot like boredom.

The world is drowning in weirdness and lies......and here we are, so used to it that we're actually bored!

Right now my life has an expiration date determined by my bank balance. Can I find something before my time is up?

I wondered if the Demon that whispered "Why not be free?" was Freedom itself.

I have no idea what to do with myself. And while I wait for my epiphany, I feel the toxins collecting in my body.

Isn't it better to regret things you've done, than regret things you've never even tried?