Communal Implosion

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Many have pointed out the irony of individualism as a cultural value; in that irony is the writing on the wall of the universe, best seen on the walls of facebook and the logs of chatrooms.

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The whole wants to take part.
The many want to be alone.
Good desireables are hard to get
because nobody wants them, and
because they're easy to get.

Where we can steal
without taking away,
we become what's stolen:
holders of infinite supply, and
holders of expendability.

Do you suppose
that Mr. T has a night elf warrior?
Do you suppose
what's supposed by everyone else,
that you're supposed to own?

Fulfillment of promises
that are lies is
in the stream of pieces
of desperately individual
identical identity crises.

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What if everything we think is "good," simply by the unfortunate coincidences of an arbitrary universe, happens to go against the natural course of things? What if our strongest instincts (such as "avoid death") went against inevitable reality?

Our only hope against futility and despair is to flip Maslow's Hierarchy completely on its head. Now I just have to convince you all...

Edit: Kudos to Dave for inspiring the third stanza. Also, I made some changes to the first two lines of the first stanza, and the second line of the last stanza.