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I know not what I am Nor why I’m here Or where I’m supposed to be. I think of all the things I could be, things I should be Like staring into an abyss. I could.. Fly, be happy, have love All these staring back at me I should.. Make a life, grow up, get old But they too lie in the abyss The freedom to pick either. To be what one could be, To be what one should be Freedom presents anxiety Anxiety creates dizziness Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom The abyss stares back The thickening blackness Swallowing me slowly Promising me The view from halfway down The peace behind the dark Entering the door Leading me into the future No promises The blackness rolls over I wake up watching Seeing me, an empty head A last torment The blackness waiting to guide me Leaving me to watch
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Jan 19, 2021
Jan 19, 2021 at 10:19 AM UTC
"I think Therefore I Am"
I know not what I am Nor why I’m here Or where I’m supposed to be. I think of all the things I could be, things I should be Like staring into an abyss. I could.. Fly, be happy, have love All these staring back at me I should.. Make a life, grow up, get old But they too lie in the abyss The freedom to pick either. To be what one could be, To be what one should be Freedom presents anxiety Anxiety creates dizziness Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom The abyss stares back The thickening blackness Swallowing me slowly Promising me The view from halfway down The peace behind the dark Entering the door Leading me into the future No promises The blackness rolls over I wake up watching Seeing me, an empty head A last torment The blackness waiting to guide me Leaving me to watch
Writing this from a dark place
#philosophy#bojackhorseman#nature
AntiEyepatch
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AntiEyepatch
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Jan 19, 2021
Jan 19, 2021 at 10:19 AM UTC
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