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Life


The never-ending search for happiness.

The same story with loneliness.

Life's extremes complemented by foreshadowing characteristics.

People often in one or the other of the extremes with hyper deterministic goals.

The are humanistic people with inward emotional expression of hedonism.

These days everyone is so materialistic.

To bad they don't search for divine wisdom from a random burnt out mystic.

Any ignorant moralist an see that I'm a narcissist.

i can also manifest chaos and stress in your mind.

I wish I wasn't such a sadist.

But it's fun. So, fuck it.

 

 

 

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