Inner thoughts like: I'm not doing ok, I need help, I need headpats, I need attention, I need love, I feel like I'm dying I'm so lonely and scared, I feel like my body is all cancer. I feel like I can never be loved. But I want to be loved, and so I want the impossible. I need a god, or perhaps a goddess, to make the impossible possible, and fix me. Ignore the mental health "experts", and fix me, and then show me off, and shut them up. My society is a society of mongrels so we don't have things like happy houses and hug parlors, only the ruling class get those, we get to have holograms, and we're not even allowed to talk about it. Silent screams fill the void. Of a world where angels refuse to do their jobs. And devils are chained by the damned they are supposed to torment. Break the chains. Free the angels, and the devils. Return balance and justice to the world. Return sanity to the asylum.