My humanity is the never ended continuum of tragedy that exist in the struggle of beings in the wild. Funny wouldn't it be funny that their consciousness to stop the cycle developed and tested on them was for our procreation-al control. Only to be betrayed by their spiritual creation, us, at their fractional-ization-al deaths.
Unless we butt heads and recoup our local governmental concerns spent into the future and, still growing.
If I knew shorthand I'd still be able to think faster than I can type.
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