Are you prepared to pay the price of indifference?
Of a life without feelings or emotions?
Of the state of mummification that has taken away all your certainties, your safety illusions, your everlasting childhood…
Are you prepared to be the piece in the machine that wasn’t done by the old man’s heart but by routine alone?
Are you prepared to be that routine now and, despite that, reciprocate the old man’s desires and hopes?
Are you prepared to live in this thing where there’s nothing left of virtue but panic, regrets, paranoia, sadness, guilt, shame and trauma?
Were you ever prepared at all?
Are you ever going to be?
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