There is constant construction work going on. But nothing ever happens. It's leading nowhere.

I'm breeding like a pig
Skinning myself over and over again
I produce ceaselessly
Growing hair
Gaining weight
Sweating
Breathing in
And out
Pissing
Crapping
Jerking off sperm
My cells are dieing every second
And they keep reproducing themselves
I can hear them grow
There is constant construction work going on.
But nothing ever happens.
It's leading nowhere
Nowhere

by John Smith.  shot himself in the head with a shot gun on Jan.4th 2000. http://suez-cide.tripod.com/index.html