the Lay flat phenomenon across China, people are laying down and Giving up:
from every crack and crevice, you can find, they stink even more when dead, as all that food turns on you, and rots you like a massive Mould, death is scary and inescapable each day takes you closer to the Mortician: eeek please don't cut me open, and remove my guts, I was getting fond of them:
you just become a nameless turd, and only 4-9% of people actually have an afterlife, many souls expire in a state of shock, only the true mind transcends the input that tells you you are dead... it takes "Guts" to become a Ghost... guts you no longer have, in an eternity without a Shit or a Piss... or sex except the remembered kind...
the only slip from grace is to disbelieve then you finally pop like corn in a microwave, not all the dead live again... bad people dissolve like an Alka-Seltzer the true disembodied heart lives to give more Love again...
Sorrow is Anti-Joy yet it can bring meaning to an empty Hole... that was once a kind thoughtful child... but we all get Raped along the way and gravitate toward self and evil thereof... only the selfless have a living Soul, good intentions are the greatest creations of the limited mind... each act of love is a Miricle;
we are organic Machines that look back at our creators who have no face:
Lay with us and lets all sleep together, no Sex please we are civilized: only Bugs and farm animals have SEX, it is outlawed to the damned:
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