your next 5 lifetimes

I have finally figured out why I am so depressed. I have 5 more lifetimes to live through. I want to tell you all about it as I set here with my cat in my lap (yes a black cat) with 2 slices of week old pizza congealing inside of my innards and the dried fluids of a recent orgasm sticking to the inside of my thighs.
bdns8memmmmm (damn cat just stepped on my keyboard)
The first one isn't so bad if you discount being scared to death. The next reincarnation heralds for me a short lifetime on a planet with a ripped ozone layer. There are tornados,like half a dozen monster ones at a time, and they don't just wipe out cities, they destroy entire continents. But the colors are so beautiful. The destruction in the sky is orange and yellow, obliterating the grey clouds. It's a pity that the glorious dance of the giantess that mother nature has turned into can't be witnessed by human eyes. We are at the bottom of the rung on the food pillar. Make way for progress, the winds holler, just as humans did when they built their cities on top of the forests and jungles that mother nature called her own home. This is her revenge.
The next one isn't so wrong if you discount the worship of Mammon. Money is the root of all evil and the source of all lust. In a dark corner of an office somewhere I am pawning my flesh for a wadful of cash. Men swathed in robes from head to toe are bidding for the rights to sexualize my erogenous zones. The last of my jewels were auctioned off quite some time ago and now I posses only the family jewels I was born with to line the pockets of my debt collectors wallets. 50$ for a kiss and then 100$ for an oral exam and finally over 500$ for penetration. I am left full and empty at the same time.
The third one doesn't have a discount, it comes at full price. I am living in the end of days and human kind is ruled by an elite dictatorship. A small portion of the world was saved and locked underground and a period of ten years has passed. I am a part of a mission of an air squad that has been sent out to the topside to seek and destroy any remaining form of free people that managed to escape the original annihilation. We drop huge packages of fresh food supplies in major cities and then we wait for them to show up. The boxes have tracking devices in them so that when they are opened we seize the opportunity and we go in to kill. The entire platoon is individually chipped with a special device that alerts the base to our whereabouts. The problem is that our helicopter has gone down and it went down a little too close to the last place that we dropped air supplies. I am still alive but not for long, either my injuries will end my life or the outcasts they we came to destroy will.

The fourth lifetime my soul will be squeezed into is blurry. I can see a small apartment at the top of a massive high rising building. It has only one room and I am headed there on my way up in the elevator. A camera shows my final destination while I am patiently waiting to go to the top and there is a dark figure crouched down over and off to the side of the stairs. I am aware of the fact that someone has picked the lock and managed to gain entry to the hallway. I am pulling things out of my briefcase and they feel cold and sharp. My blood runs cold and I do not think that this situation will allow for both of us to survive.

When I am reborn into my final lifetime I finally feel a sense of peace. I want to tell you all about it but before I do I must answer the knock at the door first. It is far past midnight and no one that I know could possibly be pounding on my screen at this time of night. However, I feel like it must be important to answer the call of the stranger on the other side. This is my destiny. Allow my cat to entertain you for a moment...............

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