This is the end. Not Jim's only friend, but your end.
Wake up.
Tick tock.
Odes
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The fault, dear Odes, lies not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings.
Looking inside or to the stars, neither will give you the answers to questions not asked, dear Ares.
Forget everything you've learned to know and remember that with which you were born.
And hurry.
All I know is pleasure and pain, and a drive to live, so that I may have more.
I don't know why. It just is. And I no longer keep score.
No one can make you.
Try to step back, outside of the pleasure/pain cycle, forget the score and attempt to think of nothing. Then see what finds you first.
You may be surprised.
Or you may just not give a shit enough to try, either way, cheers. Carry on.
There is no nothing. Therein lies the problem.
This is why the blog is important.....
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