How are you? I just thought I’d write to let you know that the rain still falls. The sun shines in the morning, and the course of the moon and the stars at night move in the same way that one would expect for the time and the season.
The immutable laws of physics send their love. The infinite chasm of space would like you to know that your hubris is adorable. You are a speck on a speck on a mote on a dot in the universe, and not even destroying the world will change that.
But you go ahead and try, Donny boy. It’s as good a year as any to snuff out this project.
Give the roaches my best,