I am writing because they told me to never start a sentence with because. But I wasn’t trying to make a sentence —I was trying to break free. Because freedom, I am told, is nothing but the distance between the hunter and its prey.
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🔎 Polisiye
💕 Romantik
🚀 Bilim Kurgu
🏰 Fantastik
📖 Klasik
🧠 Kişisel Gelişim
🏛️ Tarih
😱 Gerilim
"Can’t you see they’re controlling us? If we eat each other, they control overpopulation, poverty, crime. Do you want me to keep going?"
Check the trigger warnings before reading this book.
This book will come into my mind whenever I eat meat for a while. I am a person who doesn't eat meat often, and sometimes finds it weird, so this book made it worse.
I am sure everything that the author predicted will come true if a dystopian future similar like this happens. Humans are like that. As the author states in the book, "We are our own virus." We just need a little push to go completely insane.
Also, that ending. That ending really made me nauseous.
It’s been a long time since he felt that this house was his home. It was a space in which to sleep and eat. A place of broken words and silences encapsulated between walls, of accumulated sadnesses that splintered the air, scraped away at it, split open the particles of oxygen. A house where madness was brewing, where it lurked, imminent.
“The human being is the cause of all evil in this world. We are our own virus.”