Captain Leale Martelli - The Odyssey in the Realms of Time

I always thought this world was good, religions do say good things about it even if there is sorrow. This discussion says just the opposite.
This world isn't green, isn't paradise and we are cursed to a fate of tragedy by helllish flames.
 
Even thought should be green but instead here it is just rubbish heated/burned by a microwave. In the end they just become all emotionless, eyes in the background thinking only of events, of objects not art.
There is a redish background hovering this discussion, it does not think, it uses people. Like a microwave has a particular duration, so Time in this discussion. It is just about the next chicken, and the next etc. all in line, the past cooked chicken head behind the to-be-cooked chicken head.
There is no love in this, just cold hearts. Eventually heroes become just eyes imitating other eyes. Identity? No, background talk, texts..texts imitating memories..texts imitating texts..
 

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