In the world we are nothing more than a small blip (if that) on the stage we know as life, we live our lives and then once we die thats it our existence in life is gone. Time replaces us and eventually the world continues on like nothing happened. It all boils down to it that if you think we are pretty muchanachronisms, sort of like ghosts from another time. What we call literature poetry, essays, all kinds, all of it are opiate to make you think you have a strength, when you have no strength at all. I am obsolete, you are obsolete, we all are obsolete
OT wouldn't you agree?
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