the end of the whole mess…

there was a story of the same name written by Stephen King, which was a great read. The concept is quite serious and very appropriate to drive this essay; the main characters brother was a genius who found that there was something in the water that caused people to act as fucked up as they do to each other, and it took a drastic measure to cause it to come to an end. Although this story took the world to a place that it really didn’t like, it was the drastic measure that relates this story to me. It is this drastic measure that is causing me to stand up and open the doors that I have, and I am here doing as much as I can to help remove the problems that are coming to fruition quite quickly.

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