if (Asserting my will in chaos and order) == True, then “Que sera sera” ( an expression soon to be guillotined, when I’m finally at the top of the cosmos, my rightful place where I will reinvent life: Free access to melancholy and beer, psychic equality, birth through toe nails, total annihilation of fungi and reality TV. Speeches will be dithyrambic and cows will prophesize my will one fart at a time, worship will be unnecessary, chaos mandatory and happiness the least of my endeavour. An early

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