Resistance is futile, teh Clerus is done. He awaits for the end aknowledging its presence everyday. When it comes he hopes to feel like being in the womb again.
I am not here at the forum therefore, got nothing more to say and cannot save anyone (me included).
I know i can resist for a good while, uknown is the value of while. Impermanence might be the only truth to life.
Bye, peeps
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