What can I write here? What can I write? I’ve written this said this all before. Nothing matters. Everything moves with no control. I’ll be sent to jail to prison to death. This earth will eventually break it will crumble. None of it will matter. The earth will spin around the sun. The sun will like her sisters on the main sequence eventually explode. And republicans argue that money is the best democrats that justice is best. But republicans won’t be around for much longer. Nor will democrats. And neither will any title that means anything today—Queen King President Senator Congressman Justice and on and on and on. They will all be destroyed. We’re all equally meaningless. Are you a democrat or republican? Liberal or conservative? Libertarian or fascist? We’re all dying. We’ll all die. History will not cannot save us. And then what? Is anything left? Nothing but fear. And anger. And nothing.