The labor of galley slaves, incapable of thinking
The burden of overwhelming pain for a bowl of soup
Mockery, deception, ridicule, dirty smiles, sickening fatties who profit from the work of other commoners who are stingy in mind and soul, who were not given the opportunity to spread their wings. Oppressed by God, oppressed by fate, enslaved by the lower classes, who are pointed at and reproached for inaction. Swallow the acid, you freak.
I will reach the end of the torment, I will extract the maximum of hatred and wisdom from it, there will be no despair, there will be no pity, only more further and stronger
