The Panera Corona Update.

Warning.

Adult content. Do not read if you’re 20 and below.

Do not read if you’re a normally reasoning human

Do not read if you are faint at heart

Do not read if you are suicidal or can’t handle nihilistic banter.

If you made it past the first two lines, you’re sick and twisted and I write for the likes of you.

I wanna make love on the moon… hold up. You want to have sex, in a spacesuit. In zero gravity? Or you’re thinking that someway how how in your very short, very pathetic existence, The aliens would finally come and give us advanced science and life would become one long af Orville episode? Oh, humanity and wishful thinking.

Now look where it’s got us. Cars and technology and healthcare and jobs.

I once said the most ideal level of civilization is anarchy.

Think about it. If we didn’t try to fucking control everything, natural selection would take effect. Then old people would fucking die when they’re supposed to.

Women would have kids in their prime. And men would populate the earth with more Neanderthals like the dogs they are. The weak would get left behind and die on their own. And when some contagious fucking disease like this one pops up, it ends where it started. Because how the fuck would a Chinese wind up in Ghana if he was happy with his eat, fuck, sleep lifestyle?

But no. Let’s bottle life up. Let’s be control freaks. Now look at you.

With unnecessary social classes. Those at the bottom being fed on and those at the top devouring us and getting fat. Like pigs. And the rich get richer cause in the human kingdom they’re the fucking lions. And you, and I? We’re the grub.

We’re what gets eaten before what eats us gets eaten.

When I say my life means nothing to me and none of this matters, you attack me.

But look at us. Multicellular organisms. Fighting a war at a cellular level.

Look at us. An existence and civilization at the verge extinction because, We. Have. Sense.

Life keeps proving my point for me. No your job doesn’t really matter. Millions have lost theirs infact.

Your drop top Caddie couldn’t save you now, Falz.

The earth couldn’t give a shit about you.

And we have sucked deep into her skin like ticks and waxed fat.

And now she’s trying to shake us off. Our best bet at a better life?

Partial evil. Depopulation. So, people must die. Half of the human race or even more needs to go, for civilization as we know it to survive. Either they go or we all die. Thanos was fucking right you dumbasses.

I’d be glad to go first cause I’d die anyway and my life means nothing to me. Only to you, I’m sister. And you, I’m your bestfriend. And you. You love me. And I love you too. But life is all

All partial evil, Universal good.

-A. Pope.