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<blockquote data-quote="Apollo Tenzen" data-source="post: 58227" data-attributes="member: 271">[USER=400]@newsincerity[/USER] I truly wrote down everything, just used AI to finish off because was portuguese in the first part.The second was a burst of creativity:<code>that feeling of everythign is raw, infected, rotting, here in brazl, like i think i dog die here close where i life becuse no one cared even when he was a good dog and wanting to get food as peole walk pass by. Like a feeling that every interaction is actually folded like a cold weather, Like trying to sleep when the weather is cold and umid, making the sheets feel like someone took a piss there. Here when you just dont clean enough, insects and cockroaches apperas out now where, not taking a bath for a day makes you smell like a living corpse, everything is alie and death at the same time, in a perpetual state of mental slavery it seems, they cant see the future and the present choices slowly poisons them. Its like never growing up, never maturing, reaching responsability, like you always get weaker, fatter, uglier. Like is a drag just to have the basics; Since everyone is evil and worshipping a dead god, the entire society is built upon *who cares, lets party next weekend* even if means blowing up all the savings, getting in debt, slave to a shitty job, with five kids depending on it, and geting cancer. Like all the consequences never hits, all the evil has no consequence back to them. The dog die has no meaning, the old lady rotting in the kitchen wont matter. Someone can launcha a nuclear bomb anywhere in brazil and still wont matter, people will go *god bless us* and fall asleep next sunday.</code></blockquote>

[QUOTE="Apollo Tenzen, post: 58227, member: 271"] [USER=400]@newsincerity[/USER] I truly wrote down everything, just used AI to finish off because was portuguese in the first part. The second was a burst of creativity: [ICODE]that feeling of everythign is raw, infected, rotting, here in brazl, like i think i dog die here close where i life becuse no one cared even when he was a good dog and wanting to get food as peole walk pass by. Like a feeling that every interaction is actually folded like a cold weather, Like trying to sleep when the weather is cold and umid, making the sheets feel like someone took a piss there. Here when you just dont clean enough, insects and cockroaches apperas out now where, not taking a bath for a day makes you smell like a living corpse, everything is alie and death at the same time, in a perpetual state of mental slavery it seems, they cant see the future and the present choices slowly poisons them. Its like never growing up, never maturing, reaching responsability, like you always get weaker, fatter, uglier. Like is a drag just to have the basics; Since everyone is evil and worshipping a dead god, the entire society is built upon *who cares, lets party next weekend* even if means blowing up all the savings, getting in debt, slave to a shitty job, with five kids depending on it, and geting cancer. Like all the consequences never hits, all the evil has no consequence back to them. The dog die has no meaning, the old lady rotting in the kitchen wont matter. Someone can launcha a nuclear bomb anywhere in brazil and still wont matter, people will go *god bless us* and fall asleep next sunday.[/ICODE] [/QUOTE]

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