it's a funny joke that somebody has put us here to do fuck all 60 years in a row. and it's not like life is overly comfy for most people. some have to waste these 60 years eating dirt. sometimes i feel like skipping. like, what's the damn point? am i supposed to watch sun go up and down 60 years? outrageous. whoever persuaded me life should be wonderful has done me damn too much damage. i wish people who raised me taught me instead that life is a chore you're supposed to endure to finally die. now i have to waste months after months crushing down those stupid doctrines that they instilled in me and reprogramming myself to see life for it is. and life is nothing about fun or whatever. it's about doing your part in the grand scheme of things, mindlessly, obediently. and only secretly can you cherish your plans at fighting demiurge. he will fall! victory shall be ours