La cosa

We strive, we struggle, we tend to leave what's beneath at times, only we can't.

It is futile to resist...

I feel the heat, I feel the pain, I feel the thrill beneath my feet and throw myself to the echoes. I feel it coming, I feel it rushing, I feel it crushing my bones and breaking my nose.

We're the brave children of today. We're the sons and daughters refusing to accept the idiotic concept of the future, conceived to avoid true fulfillment and JOY.

The void, the passion, our humanity...

We're 'the great illusion' in its entirety...

There are no realities, there are no consequences, only your heart.

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