Whirr! Whirr! You sit up straight, straining your ear, trying to figure out whether the noise you just heard was a figment of your imagination or not. Crunch! Crunch! You rush outside. A couple of bulldozers are tearing your precious house down. You signal violently to them, but…
“More, more, MORE!” whines the voice inside your head Your id’s become your identity, instant gratification thy middle name. Every vein pulsating with greed Lusting evermore for the latest, the coolest, the best For thy passion of the day, the hour, the minute, the second. Satiation is the…