Snakeroot of Leave
Sep. 19th, 2023 10:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoIt was 6:49 in the morning, and the world had already ended. Twice. The first time, it ended by a process called "accelerated entropy." This sounds very theoretical and bloodless, but it was not fun. There was a person who had a very large, brand-new, jacked truck, but it didn't help them. One of my final moments of consciousness in this iteration of the End involved watching the truck turn into a sort of cloud of something resembling magnetized soot. Then I realized the same thing was happening to me. I wondered how long it would take for the cloud to dissipate to the point where it no longer maintained consciousness. In the second version, I was with some girls who were smoking enormous THC laden bongs. Smoke it up, ladies--the end of the world will still take place right on schedule.
This was certainly a cheery way to start the day, she said sarcastically. It was kind of nice to wake up and find that the world was not ending after all.
SIGH. And here, for some reason, my internet went offline, failing to autosave my entire post. So I'm afraid we're stuck here at the end of the world, and no news of what I did with my reprieve. Not that it was very exciting, I must admit.
This was certainly a cheery way to start the day, she said sarcastically. It was kind of nice to wake up and find that the world was not ending after all.
SIGH. And here, for some reason, my internet went offline, failing to autosave my entire post. So I'm afraid we're stuck here at the end of the world, and no news of what I did with my reprieve. Not that it was very exciting, I must admit.
