Think about the pandas who wont screw to save their species as dead. Think about the open dump valves on oil tankers as empty and the smothered French beaches you'd never see as ruined. Think about not just breathing smoke, but about your black, dead lungs that wont take a new, fresh gasp of air while you are being fed with oxygen though a tube that goes into your open trachea.

What goes after 'ruined'? What is worse than 'dead'? Is there even something?

Think about being in your funeral, but you are awake and no one can see that. You are frozen. Look at poor Joe. He lived a good life. But you can't move. I am alive, Joe says and no one listens, I am conscious.

Don't close the coffin.

Don't throw me in a hole.

Don't bury me.

Don't forget me.

But Joe can't move. You are frozen.

Rise up, my zombies.
Conquer and eat and buy shit.
No. No more pills please.