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Revellings in Fatalisms

The materials you have now are the best you’ll ever have,
There is no mind unfolding moment that you’re waiting for-
The maturation of thought? Accumulation of knowledge, of
Experience? Worth something yes, so too decay. And of this
Accumulation, what of its import? Could it, perhaps, be one
Of terrible realisation? That, indeed, all will soon be lost? A
Wise one, indeed, wise. Impels one to act. As a wound that
Bleeds demands suture.
Written by EvanescentSirius21
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