Existing, one with the cosmos, an absurd span of relentlessness, the equilibrium state is death yet, the problem not being suffering in itself or oblivion, the depraved meaninglessness of these things, the sheer inhuman nihilism of suffering.
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 7:58 AM UTC
Existing, one with the cosmos, an absurd span of relentlessness, the equilibrium state is death yet, the problem not being suffering in itself or oblivion, the depraved meaninglessness of these things, the sheer inhuman nihilism of suffering.
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