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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