Hey, still, despite everything, I hope you find some joy in the time you (we) have left. Take a breather and seek comfort in the smaller, closer, less abstract things. Love will only burn with the last human, and until then I try to give as much of it as I can. We’re all just lost confused children, yelling out into the void.
Yeah, people are too caught up in their political and ideological struggles. There’s not even thinking about tomorrow, let alone next year. Out short sightedness is only being perpetuated by the capitalistic bullshit we’re already drowning in. We’re well and truly fucked.
Would be rad if we had little animals transforming into blobs and polyps, and back again on land. Oh, your little pet blob died? No worries it’s just reforming and will be back in a day or so.
That’s crazy. Is it because of the drugs they gave you though?