THAT FINAL BREATH will be the one that I cherish the most to provide leave from this death planet. Leave this breathing tomb called a body. Leave this oxygenated blood required, food from the ground dependent, cursed existence.
Leave this slow death called growing old, this land filled with human demons. Leave this human obsession for fame and power by half alive zombies, lusting for everything this world has to offer, and never being quite satisfied. Leave this land that stinks of death. YES! “That final breath will be the one that I cherish and live for.” Frankie The Earthman.