Life is a mess, it is full of pitfalls…

Once things go wrong your on your own. People will abandon you, its your fault your path, your destiny. These words are like cells to lock away the mess sweeping it under the carpet. Mess is a part of life but nobody wants to see it they want a certain brand of logic, a clear logic, simplicity.

Thats why its a joy to see chaos, to see anarchy, to be disturbed suddenly it has a value, anything becomes possible.

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