(so that should be what I want in life)

so that should be what I want in life

repeat repeat like a machine

more like the sheep's bleating

more specifically make the cycle

be rather ok

repeat repeat

until I get sick of self-hate

then sleep

then be rather ok etc

that’s it that’s the great ideal life

the forge of the uncreated conscience of my race etc etc


the forge is molten 

the soul died

somehow died

of course

there are here and there some vague movements of resistance

they say we are nothing we want to be everything

or similar

they say no this is neither the end nor even the stable cruise

this is before the beginning

nothing happened yet etc