Hi.
If you are reading this, it means that you are 「 already dead 」 .
So let's talk about it !
Your corpse lays in the desert, dry and crisp, whereby its moisture is slowly drained by the red circle in the sky. The sun that we so dearly love and cherish, turned against you in a cruel twist of fate.
If only there is something.. no, someone that could help.
A lord, a child, a poet, a doctor?
Cards like stars appear before your pale vision. Pick one of them for your soul be properly put to rest. There are no wrong choices. Just your choices.
Let your worries melt to the ground you lay on and fissure down into the depths of endless darkness that is occupied by fossils, minerals, and crystals alike.
Care, is what you need to survive. Care is what you want to share with the world. May they understand your worry and create your legacy anew.
Respice post te. Hominem te memento.
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