My [failed] Attempt at Scripture

And soul found itself hearing the voice of the material, not for the first time, but with renewed attention.

“I am inevitable,” said material, “I am everywhere. Everywhere you look, you can see the demise, decay, and yet permanence of my substance. There is no survival beyond me. Hear me now, soul; if you are to have life beyond this moment, you must become like me. Suicide is not what you think it is. So, do not be afraid. You have no choice but to survive.”

And soul began considering suicide.

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