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The world spins, and dulls, not to a halt, but to a transcendent, or diminishing vanishing.
Such is the outlook on a thing when under the bottle, and/or under the contemplation of higher things.
This thread was going to be, could have been, a different thing. Yet such is the nature of transcendence.
Man I'm gettin' -blam!-ed up... Makas, maca, cranberry vodka, give me a cup of ice...
I don't even.
Give me videogames, give me work, give me a signifcant other, give me death.
Or give me truth, love, and then transcendence.
Give me nothing. I will take nothing. I will be.
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I really don't know man. Truth and purity is all I want. I've started to hate modern culture more and more, because it's wasteful. It isn't pure. Truth isn't everywhere. One man would kill another for money, people walk on the bodies of their people to get to the upper class. Choice isn't really a thing either. People have learned to manipulate your animalistic side, put the flowers at the entrance of the store, relax people to spend more. Maybe I'm over thinking it. Still, this is just me,