Post by account_disabled on Dec 26, 2023 4:58:34 GMT
I had escaped from a temporary prison and a slow execution to end up, without knowing it, in another prison, where my end seemed as distant and uncertain as the future of the entire planet. These have been very long days, full of anguish and suffering. Something clicked inside me and took over, as I had suspected from the beginning. But as long as I'm stuck in here I'll do nothing but hurt myself. And, even if by coming out I will do it to others, I cannot allow myself to suffer because of a feeling that, at this point, no longer belongs to me. I cannot allow my body not to be nourished by what can really keep it alive, in the name of a belief that no longer makes sense to maintain.
The time of taboos has become extinct with the extinction of society. That night a few days ago, the armed group stopped a few meters from the door of the building. A few men positioned Special Data themselves to the right and left, with weapons aimed at the entrance. Then the one who looked like their leader approached and asked me to come down. I closed the window and got out. I had arranged the door as best I could, blocking it from the inside with boards obtained here and there in the building. I removed those seals with difficulty. I hadn't eaten for several days and the weakness was making itself felt. When I went outside I was hit by a scent that gave me strength and hope.
The evening wind blew towards me, bringing to my nostrils a fragrance that I had never smelled before. It was strong, intense. It whetted my appetite. I barely managed to control myself. It was the smell of food and it came from the men standing in front of me. It was their smell that I smelled and that attracted me towards an abyss from which I would never be able to escape. Nor wanted . As soon as he saw me, the man stepped back and ordered me not to come closer. I noticed the same behavior in others. They looked at me with a mixture of hatred and terror. They were afraid and it showed, but their weapons gave them courage.
The time of taboos has become extinct with the extinction of society. That night a few days ago, the armed group stopped a few meters from the door of the building. A few men positioned Special Data themselves to the right and left, with weapons aimed at the entrance. Then the one who looked like their leader approached and asked me to come down. I closed the window and got out. I had arranged the door as best I could, blocking it from the inside with boards obtained here and there in the building. I removed those seals with difficulty. I hadn't eaten for several days and the weakness was making itself felt. When I went outside I was hit by a scent that gave me strength and hope.
The evening wind blew towards me, bringing to my nostrils a fragrance that I had never smelled before. It was strong, intense. It whetted my appetite. I barely managed to control myself. It was the smell of food and it came from the men standing in front of me. It was their smell that I smelled and that attracted me towards an abyss from which I would never be able to escape. Nor wanted . As soon as he saw me, the man stepped back and ordered me not to come closer. I noticed the same behavior in others. They looked at me with a mixture of hatred and terror. They were afraid and it showed, but their weapons gave them courage.