The description of the Sanctuary reminded me of cockroaches. No matter what shit you pour on them, they always survive. This story is about human cockroaches. No matter how much shit is being thrown around outside, we will always survive. And maybe, the outside world will drown in their own shit and we will once more rule the world. Hope is not a strategy but it does make an unlivable world livable.
What ever gods exist i thank them for you. Today cockroaches seem simpler than liars. Which I will face. Pray for me
The description of the Sanctuary reminded me of cockroaches. No matter what shit you pour on them, they always survive. This story is about human cockroaches. No matter how much shit is being thrown around outside, we will always survive. And maybe, the outside world will drown in their own shit and we will once more rule the world. Hope is not a strategy but it does make an unlivable world livable.