Friday

Redemption

The ultimate act of freedom would be us all adapting to the fucking kingdom of nothingness, and then, when it all goes down the drain, we must embrace this shit with open arms. 

Saturday

Another end of the world

So I went to this cafe where a band was playing a live show. Nothing fancy, but a rather cosy thing, like a quiet evening among friends.
As we sat there enjoying the drinks, the music, the soothing feeling that we belonged, something changed on the outside. At first, nobody was able to notice it. Emergency vehicles run all the time around the city. But then someone noticed a building across the street slowly crumbling and collapsing to a pile of rubble in an excruciating noise. And then the building next to it started swaying, and we all felt the concrete dance of the rubble.