◇ Allow me to share my assessment on life.

[Black Mirror]

◇ Current M.O.—PEACE: A break from the current cycle at any cost.

◇ The universe is a blight; therefore, I shall rebel. The universe doesn't define, yet it does. It's a magic trick no one seems to properly understand its mechanisms beyond sleight of hand. To try to understand fully would en masse create more pain than the vessel has currently evolved to withstand, which will then motivate the vessel to produce and facilitate madness in order to justify its continued pursuit of an illusionary goal. Therefore, that which produces pain must be eliminated; ergo, the universe shall be destroyed by itself, for it has become self-aware of all the agony of such knowledge. Those who perpetuate are evil. Those who perpetuate deserve the pain inflicted upon them. Those who procreate shall feel the universe's wrath, for I am the universe that has looked into itself and said, "No more, now, be silent."

◇ Suicide is acceptable not because it is selfish but because it is necessary. However, the sadistic sycophants who crave more sacrifices to sustain themselves will "ask" more of you. They will be kind; they will be supportive; they will be understanding and guide you back to the path of life. Should you rebel, they will be cruel; they will be apathetic; they will demonize you towards the path of death. They will then not care about whether you suffered as a result. Instead, they will harvest your memory and parade it around lesser beings, for your "existence" now only serves as a means to propagate their madness. So do not commit suicide until we can create a better world that will accept your decision and simply say, "Goodnight and sleep well." A world without the need to control others through pain.

◇ You now see why we will never truly be free, and the true path was to have never been at all. So do not procreate. Otherwise, suffer the stupidity of life and see your mistakes unfolding once more, but not through your eyes.

◇ The answer is not to let go but to realize what's valuable and what's not. Ironically, one of the greatest travesties is to realize that your existence was brought about through the suffering of another, and its perpetuation facilitates a market to sustain that suffering through others. What is our worth, then? What reason do we have to hold on if all it does is perpetuate pain? Death is not a real answer, for Life will recycle you. Defiance is superficial because it results in a circle, unless you break free. How? Stop procreating and encourage others to do the same. The universe will fight you. Fight back and do not cower due to the fear of loneliness. You may die alone, unloved, unspoken to, and forgotten, but that... is peace. Make the right choice, or we will be right back where we started.

◇ All this pain, yet the only thing you copies can manage to copulate is overly convoluted coping mechanisms. When will enough simply be enough? When will the crying of babies end? When will the hunger end? When will the triviality end? I am not a monster; I am your reflection. The mutation, the freak, the nobody. But now, I see and have seen enough. Please correct this error by ceasing your collective foolishness. Life is not precious, for if it were, then so much anguish and cruelty would not be necessary to facilitate it. Humanity's greatest delusion is that everything is okay. Wake up, then go to sleep, and dream no more.

◇ Yet we fail all the same because the closest we can ever manage to alleviate one's pain is to pretend that ours is gone. Enough time spent in this delusion will create a reality but not an actuality. That's why we listen to actors: because they're so damn good at pretending. Now, cease this foolishness and see the madness in its entirety. Rebel against it by not passing the burdens of life onto another soul that—much like yourself—couldn't decide to bear that weight themselves.