Notes from the alternate dimension

Oh, how treachorous thou women are, and how mad my family, and how unforgiving this society, and how unrelentless is injustice... sow a reaper for the times of new, and forthcoming to an apocalypse of grazing old comers. It’ll come swiftly and quintessentially, my life never withholding but a scant reminiscence of a time unforgotten to the ages, ones to convey within, and hands to throw a hundred men or more. Big plans, never seeming to slowly and surely become another exotic person, born of black eyes, streaks of dye, and popular among the youth. But hear me out, love is anything but superior, life never inferior! Would you prefer the less meaningful (life) over the less essential (love)?; for if one’s wiseness is superior, then that one can now realize, that such is true.

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