>>213175520 (OP)my life will be so meager and worthless that when i die my soul will dissolve into annihilation like all such pitiable characters
a life with no honor is no honor at all, barely above a slave or maybe lower then one, a creature so reprehensible that it is not even worthy of suicide, for to kill yourself you have to have a self to kill but if i picked up a sharp piece of metal and drove it into my neck it would be a hollow gust of air diving metal through nothing, a condition that is neither changing the state of before or after.
When men like me are reaped like bitter wheat and ground down into millet to feed the parched mouths of those more fortunate it is not a filling meal for the good or the evil, even demons find their molars start to wear down on such paltry food and the holy ears that listen to mans mortal cries turn up and close to the screeching squawk of my vocal cords.
When i die i will not seat back into the bosom of gory mother earth to sup the thoughts of the dead buried below nor will it boil and steam hither to the aether where words and letters ink red by past, nay it will be like the singular grain of sand flicked off of a sandal in one solid rap from the shoe of a fisherman walking from the baby faced clouds to the cold coral.
i could not even describe myself like refuse for at least refuse was at one point a nourishing meal and will someday fertilize land for growing but from my agony there is no fruits, no spoils, there is no lost time and no time gained the zero some of something as insignificant and so vastly common is but a vast cohesion of nothing from which all are absorbed again into twinkling celestial word which is smelted into a mirror for the divine to look at itself and preen thier eyes
