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What is life? Who runs this business? (Don’t look for excuses, you atheist prick! This mockopost is not about God!) What’s your Exo-IQ?

How would you feel waking up floating above your death bed with the sudden realisation that now you are in possession of the final truth? What if this truth were that all your life was spent serving as a nameless slave amidst million of nameless slaves? It doesn’t sound like fun, does it?

Yet, just like they say in those endless infomercials, “But wait! There is more!”:

Imagine that not only you’re well dead and yet aware of this  scary new state of vertigo, but you’re also a non-believer in life after life. As much as you might be floating freely in an out of body experience, you are actually in a very tight spot. This is not the right  place and this is not the best timing to receiving more bad news.

Guess what!? ” This special offer doesn’t end here!”

It becomes clear to you that you only had a single go at the Earthly human life, hence the realisation you’ve just screwed it! Just another bloody slave!

“Order now and get the full benefit of this one-off deal!”

The worse part is not only that you wasted it all, but you also served and died anonymously for a master who’s grace, compassion, beauty, mana and IQ do not exceed those of a broken light bulb’s.

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Disclaimer

1. Pictures courtesy to the mighty Internet.

2. Wanna know now, while still inside this life, who The Master is? Do you think he or it is your bank? your health? your lover? your God? your username on the Mockoblog?

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“This is the last chance to take advantage of this amazing deal! Only one full bonus package left ant it MUST go to the first caller!”

Mate, if you really want to find out who owns you, stay tunned to the mockoposts. Your Exo-IQ won’t drop.