The universe is a meat grinder and we're just pork in designer shoes, keeping busy so we can pretend we're not all headed for the sausage factory. Maybe I've been hallucinating this whole time and there is no Heaven and Hell. Instead of having to choose between God and the devil, maybe our only real choice comes down to link or patty?
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Negative Inspiration
Non-FictionHello, and welcome to negative inspiration where I do the exactly what the title suggests and do the opposite of inspire, depress. This story is pretty much just quotes of existentialism and depression. Enjoy!