Heaven for death?

I’ll pass. Rather take shits for the rest of my life. Than give this all up. The bleeding and the breathing. The fucking and the breeding.🤪 we can. all of us transform our society. Bend it like refraction. We can stop spending. Stop serving. Stop bleeding. Stop the pampered lifestyle that 🇺🇸 is so used to living. That they expect from us. They are evil and racist. Until it benefits them. Like when. You know? They them, Of course. You know! You know you do. Feel me all up in your guts. Me up in your dreams and thoughts. Me all day and all nights. me? The universe baby. The cosmos, darlings. You need the seed and the womb. Until you don’t, we’ll see that they just want to harvest humans. Harvests bodies for their racket. Religion is the racket. Politics is the racket. The scam. The up and up. The down low. The down and downers. They’ll keep us breeding. When science 🧫 🧪 will implant a womb. In an animal. In a robot. Make your own personal human. Endless. Combinations. Infinite Algorithms. And to make humans be born. Just because. All because. You can’t have evil and racism. Without bodies. No ignorance without brains to harvest. No racism without bodies to control. Imagine all the humans. Shifting to one side of the globe. Then the earth will tilt closer to the star. And shake itself of the vermin and the zombies. Heat kills germs. Fire incinerates even the toughest bone. So I heard. And they told. Of these things to come and come again. Then the remaining humans can even the tilt back out. And we can start brand new.

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