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Against elementary powers of judgment, I accepted an invitation from… - Dr. Holiday Wednesday
November 27th, 2007
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Date:May 20th, 2009 09:57 am (UTC)


There comes a time in each of our lives when we see everything we prize & fear about us paraded out in ghastly ways- and see that our whole life before is founded on our reactions to ideas we've formed and tormented ourselves- along with many others- with in the hope of finding a "truth", a path and a destination not unlike some daydream of our own utopia. Outside of our value system, it is grotesque parody- and all the passioned writing and frenzied movements will not stave off the inevitable ending... of comfort, satisfaction, purpose & goal. What is there to show for a life?


We are born into a world & a body which traps us, dooms us and torments us. You speak of control, but it is a game. Hatred, too. Adding more muscle here, more bone mass there- how is it any more substantial than a degree here or a job position advancement there? Death awaits. There is nothing else but the games we play to pass the "time"... and even they shall grow dull and tiresome if you repeat them enough.

I have nothing more to share. I return to the darkness whence I came.
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