The truth..

The truth is....
No one is made for anyone.

Life is nothing but random variables.

God is alive only in books.

Love is cruel vengful, and rewards only the ungrateful and shallow.

Winter is evil and hates mankind.

Suffering is mans only security, only this can one rely on witn any certainty.

Life is very precious but extremely cheap.

People love predictability, and to be a herd member is certain safety.

Lies warm the hearts of the very lonely.

Death awaits us all and is truly mercy.

Dogs are more humane than mankind is.

Truth is I reject this,

yet it is true.