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Never underestimate the power of yourself. Your mind can do beautiful and amazing things. Just feed it the right substance.

By god you're missing out. In nano-seconds, the reality of our grim situation became very clear: We are doomed to destroy each other, and if we don't do it a higher form of life will. Purely out of pity. The human race has become an eyesore to the rest of the universe. We were given everything we would need to survive for several million years (assuming no global disasters or moments of random catastrophic destruction occur) and we've taken it into our own hands to kill off and destroy a good majority of those limited resources given to us. Well, nothing was ever a hand down and you have to work for every piece of food you'll ever eat, young Johnny.. So get the shovel, because some fecal matter is in dire need of removal. And that's your job at this point. Really though, I'm not saying we were "given" anything.. but over millions (billions?) of years of evolution and global change our current layout became the Earth we've come to know over the last several thousand. Without our utterly ridiculous inventions, the world would probably be in good enough shape to survive with us. But now it's tough to tell: Who will go first? The Species, or the host organism to which they are dependent (ie Earth). We might even be lucky enough to see it in our lifetime. Armageddon, HA! You wish you'd get off so easy. As a simple carbon lifeform (that's all I am, believe me.. I've checked) I know my unexistence holds very little in the realm of entertainment.

Not many maggots are good at song and dance, especially when no one is watching.

Can we just carry out the will of one another and be at fucking peace? How long, oh great someone, will it take before these ignorant ponce bastards realize that together we are a species. We're not a race, ethnicity, religious group, or whatever possible label you'd wish to brand a group of people: We're Human. The worst animal of all. And "peace" is quite possible. I hate using that word, because I can see the skid marks in it's under garments. George was never very good at wiping his ass, that's why someone generally does it for him.

Goodness, Let's try to get outside and enjoy this fine day shall we?