"How're you doing?"

How am I doing?
Look at the world!
Can you find happiness in this hell?
Death dances in every doorway, Famine feasts on the
indifference of the rich, Pestilence drips from our
lying lips, and War thrives in our hearts.
How am I doing?
I hate what I see. Therefore, being a product of my
senses, I hate myself. My love is a lie to comfort
my conscious on it's deathbed.
How am I doing?

"Oh, I'm doing fine."

-megazone, translating my answers, 9/10/93

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