the little stormy cloud
it should be little but it isn't
the thunder
the force
all focus on death
not half focus
and not only you who foccusus
but everybody around you also
the whole univurse screams
to you from you for yoy
and you become one with the screems
and they become you
its like losing
losing a battle
but with every step yoi try to fight you lose a little bit more
you feel diatance between you and who you love or better said want love from
you feel betrayed at least 5x a day
and even is this a joke although i tried to push that stupid thought away
i dont like losing
want to write my own story
you feel like nothing even less
and if you go you dissapear
everything does
they dont
you lose
i feel like i am almost there
the secret of the univurse
but is it bad or good
in my fantasy its reaall bad
2 aliens creating 12 dimentions and our essence divided between them to being eaten and created over and over never gone always stuck in this infinaty loop no escaping death
but worse for me no escaping self
then you see your grandmother twitching on the ground with foam on her mouth you hugging her she sinciraly suffering nothing you can do or did ypu dumb pig monster i amthere is nothing that screems more like the suffering of my grandmother there is nothing
i almost had something they said you should write a book but it failed so i asume i am going to die and you to not soon but we all say goodbye.will there be a tool? to make us love forever how much more should we go down before meeting it up. wicked in shame but still wanting to have a voice before i go. but nothing matters .exept the science of fear and health and maslow pyramid human rights
death is the end of the story
your story
the rest goes on
weather you like it or not

(the rest is under construction)
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