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Full Circle, Downward Spiral“Because I said so!” his superior screamed, and slammed the door behind him.
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Jonathan sighed and slumped over on his desk. Outside the birds sang, the sun shone and the earth continued to turn, oblivious to the misery of the people toiling about on its surface. All the strife and abuse which caused a churning chasm in the human condition meant nothing to the World. Oh sure, their wars scarred her surface, but she always healed. On the cosmic timeline, mankind was a short-lived rash. Jonathan did not believe the optimistic foretellings of science fiction; he was utterly convinced that they would kill themselves off or poison the Earth until it was unable to support them any longer. But even after their demise, the Earth would continue, a little worse for wear but still alive.
So why had he bothered? Why did he think he could have improved his arbitrarily-assigned geographical location? Youthful naivety, he chalked it up to now. He had believed in the promises of the revoluti