A Peace in Hell

We all contribute to the collective mastermind. Yours and mine. To produce the fruit we waste and spoil, turning angry at an outsider’s healthy crop.

Knowledge doesn’t exist wholly as one. It’s a contradiction of people and ideas we love to hate and run towards. Hoping they fail but follow their path until we make it our own.

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