Espionage

Express yourself. Get it out there. Say something, anything, as long as it’s true. Exist. Despite everything and/or anything against you, exist. Shout into the void. Tell the inevitable, forgetful expanse of nothingness creeping up on existence itself that it’s a fat little bitch.

Just scream. You’re alive! Be alive! Nothingness will win the war, but you can win the battle. Eat a fucking muffin. Because in this fight nothingness inevitably has EVERYTHING, but we have god-damn MUFFINS and nothingness can’t take that away from us for at least another year or so.