The Mechanics At Work; (a analytical viewing of the domination of an individual)

[Vermilioncore]

There are gears which are turning, shifting, and grinding. A huge machine which manages who wins and who loses.

A tesseract which is constructed to fuck you up mentally, physically, and spiritually.

The atoms, particles, dust, dirt, leaves, trees, rocks, clouds, grass, earth, wind, water, and fire are all factory workers who are actively making sure you stay in your place.

Facts are facts and things which are, cannot be anything other than that which they are.

The sun cannot rise in the west. And a loser cannot win.

So, in the same way the water is wet, the fire is hot, and a slut gets fucked by several men….a loser (such as myself) cannot win.

All my efforts are in vain. The gears of existence are against me in every way. In the screenplay God created for this planet, my character is a failure who cannot do anything.

Guess what? In a movie, an actor has to accept his role and the character has to do what is written for him, he cannot act something out that isn’t written.

So, I cannot win or succeed. My character wasn’t created to do this.

And some of you are the same.

Peace out.

 

[Sphinx]

The sun cannot rise in the west. And a loser cannot win.

 

[Vermilioncore]

A loser can only win at one thing: nothing.

 

[Sphinx]

A loser can only win at one thing: nothing.

@Marsiere214 Go out and live your life kid. You don't know what you're dealing with. You're not hard enough. You think you can take all of that and staying sane? Go out, and live, run, run far away. Hell isn't a game, we got training from the day we were born.

 

[Marsiere214]

@Marsiere214 Go out and live your life kid. You don't know what you're dealing with. You're not hard enough. You think you can take all of that and staying sane? Go out, and live, run, run far away. Hell isn't a game, we got training from the day we were born.

i swear by the lord of this world that my life was nothing but preparation for it