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I am trying to get my mind off The usual morbid thoughts. The ones about How everything is temporary And how I won't remember any of these people In ten years And how nothing matters. How the world doesn't care whether any of us exist And if humanity slipped out of existence Mother Earth would probably rejoice. About how we are nothing more Than placeholders in the cosmos And our existence is unnecessary And unimportant. Because if I stay on that path I will end up in an Existentialist state of Suspended indifference. And that is not good for sales.
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Jun 17, 2010
Jun 17, 2010 at 9:02 AM UTC
existentialist accidents
I am trying to get my mind off The usual morbid thoughts. The ones about How everything is temporary And how I won't remember any of these people In ten years And how nothing matters. How the world doesn't care whether any of us exist And if humanity slipped out of existence Mother Earth would probably rejoice. About how we are nothing more Than placeholders in the cosmos And our existence is unnecessary And unimportant. Because if I stay on that path I will end up in an Existentialist state of Suspended indifference. And that is not good for sales.
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Jun 17, 2010
Jun 17, 2010 at 9:02 AM UTC
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