How to Die Without Pain.
Life is foisted upon the unwilling and death is the undoing of that mistake.
As slaves, we are prevented from exiting humanely. Though it is tempting to rain down righteous gunfire on little old ladies (literally - literally - responsible for every misery on the planet), I'm really far too lazy.
But I don't want to suffer any pleasantness. That would not do at all.
"O yet a nobler task awaits thy hand;
For what can war but endless war still breed?
Till Truth and Right from Violence be freed,
And Public Faith clear'd from the shameful brand
Of Public Fraud. In vain doth Valour bleed
While Avarice and Rapine share the land."
- John Milton
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