This painful day is nearly over, the awful ending 
of the book ‘Moving Pictures’ by Terry Pratchett; 
dreams shattered, characters returning to the 
mundane world from which they had almost made 
an escape; Dungeon Dimension creatures made 
a mess of a brilliant new technology – this ending 
does not work for me, I am totally depressed and 
need a break from bleak ideas; feeling sad about 
the state of idiosyncratic reality and my complete 
inability to fit into without killing the self-righteous 
who waste my time and change the world into a 
most forbidding place; please let lightning strike 
all those who seek the shard in other people’s 
eye while ignoring the darkness obscuring their 
own self-opinionated view – even if it means the 
lighting should strike me first…
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