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I used to think that after years of careful observation I would finally reveal my thoughts unhinged to the world, and the masses would bow to my words, the rapturous wave of enlightenment that finally summed up humanity once and for all.

There was a spark in my life when I had ambition. Nothing can match the excitement of looking to the future with a sense of purpose. A feeling of control over endless possibility. A mental image to relate to that affirms your instinct that there is a purpose, to anything.

Who was I then? I've spent my life building a mess of public lies. There is no real me. I don't think there's a real you. You're a bundle of repeating concepts like me. At best a BIOS and at worst an inflated ego (or maybe vice-versa).

Everyone who is given a long enough period to think comes to basically the same conclusion. We are in oblivion. We are oblivion. Where people start to diversify is how that simple truth affects how we should think and act. So I guess I've chosen to not pretend and instead relish in the beauty of the void, the utter chaos which I've come crashing in the midst of.

But how can I live as I did when what I was taught was what was true?

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I used to think that after years of careful observation I would finally reveal my thoughts unhinged to the world, and the masses would bow to my words, the rapturous wave of enlightenment that finally summed up humanity once and for all.

There was a spark in my life when I had ambition. Nothing can match the excitement of looking to the future with a sense of purpose. A feeling of control over endless possibility. A mental image to relate to that affirms your instinct that there is a purpose, to anything.

Who was I then? I've spent my life building a mess of public lies. There is no real me. I don't think there's a real you. You're a bundle of repeating concepts like me. At best a BIOS and at worst an inflated ego (or maybe vice-versa).

Everyone who is given a long enough period to think comes to basically the same conclusion. We are in oblivion. We are oblivion. Where people start to diversify is how that simple truth affects how we should think and act. So I guess I've chosen to not pretend and instead relish in the beauty of the void, the utter chaos which I've come crashing in the midst of.

But how can I live as I did when what I was taught was what was true?