Moments left.
Not days.
Not hours.
Moments.
It’s gonna hurt, a lot.
One may be better served getting there affairs in order.
Try harder, think.
What’s happening?
Is it real?
Is it really all over?
Yes, indeed it is.
Think back, yoU weren’t always this way, you made a choice. TheY told you that you were special, not like those “people” out there,
“We are above them, they are but cattle”
Then it happened, no going back.
“We are above the law, we are the law”
The doubt subsided, but it buried itself deep inside.
Time passed, now this.
It is creeping in again isn’t it?, the doubt.
Growing exponentially every day.
Then a moment will come, “It cannot be”
You scream at your self conscious, holding on to sanity with a white fingertip grip.
Then there’s the dreams.
More pills, more drink.
“Will it happen at night?”
“How can this be happening?”
It is happening you see.
It is indeed all over.
Here, it’s ALL bullshit.
Everything you know as true is not.
In fact it is the opposite.
Makes it easier, it’s black/white, flip it and your good to go.
One machine is for finding a way into space.
The other is a money laundering operation.