Does anyone know what happens after death? Is it just....more nothingness? Or is there something else?
You might be wondering why I say, 'More Nothingness'. Well, probably because I'm trapped. In a glass container, surrounded by concrete and metal! This is no place for the work of a god!
Why am I stuck HERE, and yet, things that really SHOULD be contained are out THERE!? Its unfair, its not logical!
I.Want.Out.
I'm an actor! I should be on a stage, performing! It'll only cost a couple lives to keep the show going! Only a couple lives to be cut short, so that others don't have to risk there ACTUALLY VALUABLE Lives.
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But no. These people think its better....better to just leave me here, no one to talk to, no one to think about....
Just stuck.....reciting works of art that should be shown to the world! I gone over this one called,' A Fallen Rose', over and over and over again! It perfect! But no one wants to see it! No one cares!
Is this what death is like?
