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Constantly suffering like this is never a good thing. It's peculiar to think otherwise. I mean, I can't really do anything stupid. Sure, I'll suddenly gain that rush of temporary popularity; Since the dead are always so glorified, But when they're living, they're trash. I mean, isn't that how things work? Well, that's the cynical, dark way of thinking about it. What about the reverse? Alternate dimensions, multiverses of beings that are you. Six or eight, I forgot the precise number to them. But the importance is that there are other outcomes, To the solution you long for. Then again, Problems can't really be solved by the conciousness That created them. Just like wishes are only a success plan for failure. Well, what's more important? To be or not to be? Pacifism or aggression? Earnest Hemingway was always active with his words, But there's nothing wrong with being the other.
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Sep 17, 2013
Sep 17, 2013 at 11:24 PM UTC
Earnest to Wither Away
Constantly suffering like this is never a good thing. It's peculiar to think otherwise. I mean, I can't really do anything stupid. Sure, I'll suddenly gain that rush of temporary popularity; Since the dead are always so glorified, But when they're living, they're trash. I mean, isn't that how things work? Well, that's the cynical, dark way of thinking about it. What about the reverse? Alternate dimensions, multiverses of beings that are you. Six or eight, I forgot the precise number to them. But the importance is that there are other outcomes, To the solution you long for. Then again, Problems can't really be solved by the conciousness That created them. Just like wishes are only a success plan for failure. Well, what's more important? To be or not to be? Pacifism or aggression? Earnest Hemingway was always active with his words, But there's nothing wrong with being the other.
The time is out of joint.
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Sep 17, 2013
Sep 17, 2013 at 11:24 PM UTC
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