We compare numbers because our imagination has failed us. We would seek solace in the written numbers, and yet each interpret it so differently.
How can one God leave so many different messages? Messages that overall sound the same - or so argue people who are knee-deep into kinky inter-religious orgy of theological back-and-forth and hump-and-bump of debate.
We lick eachother's wounds.
And then, once in a while:
Blizzard does fuck up.
It fuels our illusion for that moment is but a flicker. We experience pleasure only for the shortest time and then be constantly reminded that we are lost of it. Why?
Why leave us in such antici..
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