negative zero

       
       
       
      throughout one's warfare- "time flees"-mind seeks ways to refine one's psyche-true "ascension"? unlikely; odds against one-always weighing highly- one's just another clip- let off into the- alley- oops- without the safety....        
       
      so getting wasted only makes sense....one's definitely one of the spaces where the "life cycle" ends; alone- what's a "friend"? tried- but can't say one's sure that's something one's ever ideally been....        
       
   negative zero degrees of suffering; beliefs?- indirectly falling in amongst Buddhist and Eskimos.... one's "spirit animal"-something, trying to evade cold's frost bites despite the fluctuating climates-at all cost....        
       
 hoping that the cold weather and numb sauce rocks one to sleep- yearning for one's "final" lullaby