michael chambers, ss.

"May we all die stark-naked, getting blowjobs from our sweethearts, and listening to Beethoven while tripping on the greatest drug in the world. May we all die fighting for our freedoms in our own special way, exerting our independence to the last dying gasp, going down in a blaze of glory with our brothers and sisters screaming not in pain, but in rapturous ecstasy and mutual rebellion, our middle fingers fully extended as the great void takes us all where we know not. A billion points of independent wonder, like sands on the seashore, defiantly standing our place as the waves crash down around us. That's not tragedy. That's victory. That's bliss. "

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