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𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 #2

My Lovely Venus,

Deterioration of Mind Over Matter, have you heard of it?

I would hope not because I'm sure you'd find it terrifying, though I, for one, find it quite interesting. It's a painting that depicts a rotting human skull entrenched upon bird's cage with some of it's decomposed entrails resting at the base.

If you look closely, you'll notice that the melting head doesn't have a brain, only being held together by a measly pin. Without our minds we would just be pathetic mounds of flesh, and our bones would wither to gold. So say you're someone like Earth, who has a perfectly functioning mind, but doesn't use it for the sake of others nor for the sake of himself, just simply letting his cerebral matter crumble in an undeserving cranium:

Then you might as well be dead, right?