Friday, 29 November 2013

Punishment

That's what my body is telling me I deserve. It's at war with me, with life. It's winning. I have no chance whatsoever. And it knows it. Mocking, joking, laughing every time I look in the mirror, every time some guy turns away from me in repulsion. My body is a cruel joke. It has the form of life, but don't get too close, because what you will find is death. Not just mine, but yours too.

Human in the Age of Technology & Consummerism

Press a button, swipe a screen and there you go. You've existed for a millisecond, poof!   If you've come across this very short blo...