The
f-tard feels no
pain, as we taste it (in the sense we mean), and is
retard-strong, reducing internal microstate density. The stratification of f-tard order dictates a greater entropy (social degree of disorder) in the surrounding grand
scheme. Respect for the "ultimate disabled" is an inversion. Wasted time is what really cripples
us, what the time demon, entropy, inhabits and feeds on. The mind is what counts. Conscious awareness is the fourth dimension. Sharing graciously, owing a debt of gratitude for the health we enjoy, the cards we were dealt. I wasn't meant to live.