This is the end

Hello fellow homosapiens,

I am a post-juvenile human that occupies a stone based dwelling in the former lands of the Apache warriors. I come to write this message on behalf of my inner conscience. I am currently operating at only 60% production unfortunately. Everyday I wake up and cry on my roof. I usually cry because I can’t leave this planet. Perhaps, a merge with machine based intelligence is the future. I don’t know anything. I walk around my job or whatever and act cool. People think I’m cool, I mean I look and sound the part. My voice sounds like Barry White but I’m a bum. I haven’t lifted weights in a few months. Some PRs were broken in the deadlift but nothing to show at this moment in time. My family is either locked up, dead, in Morocco or drunk here in Apacheland. Stocks only go up and we are all slAves unfortunate