I don’t see any beauty in it. None at all. Greatest crime ever committed, this existence, and finding and killing God is the only justice to be had. But, since that is most definitely beyond our reach at present, and since most of you are too weak in mind and character to even consider it, the next best thing is for us to kill each other and then ourselves. Just to show the bitch that it isn’t the boss of us. All of my smiles are false, rose-colored filters for the many children who surround me.
by achrilock