I think I finally get it now, I really do. I don’t know why it’s taken so long for me to reach here, but I have to laugh about it and about how fundamentally ridiculous I have been and about all of the good things I have willfully ruined.
The revolution is quiet, my friends, like the clicking of bullets into a pistol’s empty chamber.
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