I didn’t know why exactly it was all happening like hw it was. Everything just started to group together. Things love groups; Big things, little things, Bitchy things. Especially, little things. It is safer to travel in numbers; it is more fun to huddle anyway. It is safer to carry guns too. Lots of guns. Lots of big things, and more of the little things.
Little things like to clump together. Huddle; for warmth, you know,or for regeneration,
and lots of it;
don’t let it scare you.
Let him scare you. Be careful. You may come ack as an earth worm.
Actually, scratch that, I change my mind.
IF you are one of the lucky ones
you will come to me as an earth worm.