‘The Good Life’
The best possible LIFE one can hope for
A war that seems NEVER-ENDING, & then, when it does manage to end, it takes you 10 years to get home.
The entire journey is a never-ending parade of horrible calamities, monsters with infinite heads, and unseen perils that eventually kill off ALL of your friends.
If and when you manage to find a small, calm little island of refuge and hope to just catch your damn breath, it turns out that it’s populated by some asshole with a very limited view of the world trying to eat you alive, or some bitch trying to turn all your buddies into pigs.
When you do finally make it home nobody seems to recognize you, and when they do they resent you for being there.
Someone always kicks your dog.
in the end you die
That’s if you are lucky enough to be the one who makes it HOME and don’t die somewhere mid-journey like everyone that was with you.
This is all the stuff in that life WILL happen, that one has ZERO power to control or prevent.
Any & all attempts to avoid these things leads to an even more miserable state of existence. ANY & ALL. Always head the call of adventure!
What one does have some small amount of control over is who is on that damn boat with you. When choosing your companions for this voyage, there’s a counterintuitive wisdom to making a musician the 12th member of your war party.
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Only Friends are Real
Embrace Shulgin-ness
DON’T SCARE THE HORSES
DO BETTER!
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