I get these images from time to time, when I see people. Seeing them break, fall apart. Falling from a height, getting hit by a car, that kind of shit. Blood sometimes, but mostly about how they break every bone in their body. The pain, they suffer, they die or become a vegetable. It fascinates me. How fragile they are. They are so small compared to the force that mauls them down. They are nothing. All their pains and pathetic struggles, all their anxieties and tiny problems... Poof. Gone. You lose. The house always wins. Death has the royal straight flush. Always...

“No one ever wins. No one finally loses. Except the dead... Under the sun, they rot together, in absolute, biological equality.”