Even without kerosene around
The house is on fire
Sparking cinders across the ground
The street is on fire
There’s nothing to do in this town
Because it’s all on fire
Now the world is burning down
Because it’s all on fire
The only real monsters might be the type of liar where there’s simply no way to tell. The ones who give nothing away.
Hal, The Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace
So sad but so true of our world.
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