Theorist from The Hidden Mansion
Do you know how far we've come since the stone age? New analyses showed that even if the planet destruction were to end now, it would take 4-6 million years for the world to recover. Maybe, this is why we keep getting unhealthy, just because it’ll never happen.
My name is Tulip. I was born sick, but I love it. I have a tumor in my brain, which isn’t operable. I wonder whether I’ll actually survive or not. I had removed as much of the redundancy and academic flourish learned at the university, so I could start living a new life, a life without too many snags and hypocrisies. Now, everything is less pretentious, but more scintillating and colorful. Damn it! My body is already feeling her cold blade lacerating my flesh while her hand rests over my shoulder to ease my spiritual glooming.
Yesterday, my mom found me bawling in the attic next to a dead butterfly and she told me that I needn’t worry about those things, and promptly I’ll get a second chance to live “normally”. I’m wary of what may happen to my existence if the tumor gets worse and starts its aggressive feeding. Then, I voted to stop giving it too much attention to the idea to avoid completely losing my mind. Although, this will always be a suggested idea to control the fear of dying and disappearing for the rest of my prosaic animation, I know that I adore following the opposites. Signs of unwelcome emotions taking over my soul and seizing all my weaknesses to sabotage, once and for all, each of my efforts to adjust the old shibboleths about the human path to perfection.
Every time someone discovers the key to conclude the massive human destruction, it’s when life takes responsibility and decides to execute the expert no matter the world’s crisis, that’s the least they care about. Their only concern is to have power or authority over nature, the uncontrollable, life itself. Self-chosen impostors, Bloody hell! I’m fading away, word by word, second to second.
