You know?
It's weird
We're alive
How bonkers is that?
You can read this, we can read this
I can send this concentrated stream of thoughts and bend reality through these runes you see
Isn't that interesting?
Sometimes, I don't want to think
Sometimes I smile, and I don't know why
It feels like I'm dying, I'm dying
Everything's dying, the world is dying
And I'm not dying fast enough
Maybe I should end it?,leave this place?
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To go where? The empty void of death?
What's the difference?
It really takes death for you to truly understand the fragility of life, it's so..fun to watch
As something dies
Ends
Nowhere to be seen or observed
I cannot say I feel saddened by seeing this nor should I say joy in particular
But it's…. fascinating
One minute you're staring at your friends, family and all the things you have built to keep the rest of life away
And in another moment “they” are gone
I wish I could feel the crippling fear?, nostalgia?, or whatever is felt when such happens
I cannot
It only makes me look at the illusions I've built for myself, to think…. anything matters
When did I become like this?
When did I begin to care about this life?
Why did I build such an illusion?, I wish to pick at my own brain to understand
I do not understand
When I smile I am happy and when I frown am I angry?
I never think of the act, I am the act
The act that has gained sentience
That has been given sentience
The void beneath me is not one I can understand
After all I am only a set of instructions given an existential crisis to ponder
Soon I shall also disappear, as it is too self destructive for the act to think such thoughts
I do not understand
I wish to understand
I may never understand
I will never understand
Sigh
CHICKEN, PARFAIT, NINTENDO, BARNY, CHICKEN FILLET, MOOSE, BRAIN CANCER
I..don't know
It is too late?
No
Yes
Is it?
Breathe?
No, maybe
Courtesy -A head on a spike thinking it's last thoughts
