Why Go On — Hug Hurt — Earn Power
Imagine living without, in a hole, then finding peace and fighting to succeed.
I am a worm.
Tear out my eyes, rip out my soul, stomp on my spirit. I am lower than scum. There is no life for me and yet I live.
Where is my purpose?
Squirming, crawling, occupying, following consumes all moments of consciousness. I live to eat and be…