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Hi there, hello, uh… hi

I am now, for the first time, seeing space for what it is.

An objective concept created by our simple, deceived minds to perceive a saneless fight between stars and the end of an emptiness we can not comprehend.

We suppress this truth to keep a solid line between happiness and madness, uncaring of the real problem which is the internal dread of our utter pointless existence.

For our species, and any species, does not survive to live.

Instead life is there to expand population.

Or rather, to keep the astute conflict of time and void steadfast so it may suffer as us in it’s refused relinquishing of battle of an endless suffering of endless recourses.

We are in hell and our god is the devil.

War is inevitable, history is irrevocable and peace is devitable. When you make no sense so you have to use brackets and comma’s to try and make a half consciously written rant/vent/can’t (stop me won’t stop me) readable/understandable to beings with no concept of insanity besides some underrated theory about ants which are driven insane once realizing the meaning of a mother board, the meaning of a higher life form which created things more intelligent than them and therefore defying their bounds of their reality.

It’s crazy how people can be a god to one species, yet so clueless to our own.

If we are gods to the ant, does that mean our gods are like us?

Flawed beyond our understanding?

Seeking a higher power themselves?

Seeking knowledge they can not comprehend?

Insanity is a word we have no understanding of, yet it’s flaunted by those who suffer from it most, repeated by generations who claim to know better.

They know better, they do, but they don’t know they aren’t ‘better’.

Always the same mistakes, the same conflicts, the same words but in different languages and with different names

Peace isn’t safety, nor is war violence. Both are the anticipation of something bigger, badder and worse.

True evil is subjective

Subjective is subjective

We cannot be free.

Therefore we fight for the concept of choice.

Now we can choose what we want to be trapped in, a life of work, contemptment and unfulfilled or a life of play, suffering and longing.

Choose pain or neutrality, the only real freedom is that of no need and thereby, death

People are god, people are mortal, people are insanity

Thank you for coming to my Mental Breakdown™

This was EdgyFucker69, coming from down town

Have a lovely sleep, I’m passing out

#rant over #in a moment of clearity #I can admit that I am a fool #paradox much? #somewhere a flower grows unaware of our senseless arguing #how I envy that flower #even though any animal could’ve peed on it by now #misery makes a demon #spoilage created the saint #until it doesn’t #it’s a pity I’m pretty #pretty petty #certainty is paid with doubt #I have a lot of edgy shit I can’t say to people so I’m dumping it in the tags #heaven is a lonely place #but hell’s bells keep on ringing #how can you support someone who’s already given up on themselves? #we travel a single field road #yet somehow people manage to swerve into the wrong lane #we can’t define our worth with words #but we can define the worth of our words #you want to feel skin against skin? feel my fist against your face #carving my love into your heart until you bleed out #maturity is something history lacks #you denounce my rambling as if you fear it’s meaning #true freedom is anarchy but dare I praise such violence? #Excuse my words like I do my confidence #living my best lie #forgive me #for I am virtuous

[i-dont-know-what-i]

Do you ever stay awake until 6am and then post random shit because you’re bored?

Yeah haha, me neither.

[i-dont-know-what-i]

So uhm... I just posted a fic/short story in someone comment section on Pinterest. It was a very detailed explanation of the recent changes in our company (it was a meme about an evil organization like hydra) and how our secret agents were doing thus far (we had a lot of them and in a lot of countries, very influential people (I may have chosen real famous people’s names to look cool ._.))

Now... They’ve cleared the entire thread and I can’t comment on the post anymore lol. They’ve also looked through my account and deleted comments which could have hinted at me even knowing of said famous people or countries or whatever. I think they’ve also checked all my other accounts on different platforms? (Probably including this one lol)

Should I be worried? Cause I’m really not.

I just feel bad for the people that are actually stressing over what I’ve said, I thought I made it pretty clear whatever I said was fake/a short story I was writing in my spare time but idk

#i fucked up #sorry about that #I’m a writer I swear