We Made Ourselves Infertile ⚠️ Content Warning: Explicit imagery, adult themes, surreal and grotesque content.

The world convulsed under blue‑white screens,

a billion eyes blinking like dying fireflies,

each one worshipping naked women on OnlyFans

that flickered in the neon dark.

Men became hollow gourds,

their insides scraped out by hunger,

their bones clattering like windchimes

in a storm of electric longing.

And the oceans —

God, the oceans —

they curdled into something unrecognizable,

a pale, viscous tide of wasted devotion,

a frothing mass of everything drained,

everything emptied,

everything poured out

until the sea forgot it was water.

And became entirely composed of semen.

The mass of semen ditched the men; offended they

Did not value their presence enough to show restraint.

They travelled across lands to dive into the oceans. 

The leeches at the seafloor drank all the seawater water.

And was put inside a dimension of infinite liquid

And the defects of one who became unreal to the level

He built a relationship with his fantasy as if it were a living

Breathing woman, deluding himself by his desperation.  

Whales rose from the depths

with eyes like shattered bulbs,

their voices clogged with the world’s exhaustion.

The tides slapped the shore

with a sickening thud,

as if the planet itself had become

a pulsing organ

beating out of rhythm.

Cities drowned in the grotesque flood,

streets coated in a chalky film

that stank of desperation and digital worship.

Billboards flickered with faces

that were never real,

never present,

never alive.

And above it all,

the moon hung swollen and bruised,

a great pale blister in the sky,

watching a species

that had emptied itself

into the void.

The world did not end with fire,

nor ice,

nor war —

but with a grotesque tide

of everything humanity had wasted

trying to feel something

that was never there.

All of this could have been avoided

If men simply went outside and spoke to the

Frogs as a substitute coping mechanism for their inner emptiness.

Yes, they would be perceived as insane by others. 

But they would not have missed out on hearing their wisdom

And the newly invented profanities the amphibians

Believed humanity ought to adopt into their vernacular.