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Sewerslvt - goodbye - YouTube listening to this album crushes me with its context. how can i be happy without you? if something ever happens to you i don't know how i'm going to continue living. i love you @lusi-1 beyond what happens to the universe at its end.
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Figuring out that whoever is in front of you is not actually listening, under 5 minutes, is a skill to build.
in that case. you earned your "leaving mid conversation without further notice".
i have this unrealistic fantasy in my head where if you calmly and logically explain something to someone perfectly they will understand your position and gain knowledge from the exchange. unfortunately in the real world this does not happen often
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We're just energy and information processing machines that turn them into higher denser forms. The universe doesn't care about us being right or wrong. The information palaces that remain after we're gone are our legacy, and just like buildings they can stand for thousands of years or they can just decay and rot and become ruins. But the only thing that matters to our consciousness is that we're actually right, not our legacy, and not what our fake perception of danger when others reject us, we're no longer in the amazon forest.
There are billions of people, the earth is big. life doesn't care if you're right or wrong, the universe doesn't. So, no need to feel tribal, or offended when someone doesn't agree with you. ask yourself, is there a 1% chance that you're wrong? because if you're actually wrong then you'll always be worse off. living in some worse delusion than if you were right.
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I was born without rights, without land, without property. then i'm expected to survive, and eat and thrive. yet everywhere i look i see my life stolen from me.
in a system that is engineered to breed slaves and obedient people.
i spend decades of my life to obtain some paper; only for someone else to print trillions of it because there are no consequences to them. essentially stealing my life away from me. without my permission. aren't you scared that i won't accept that? in fact, i don't accept that. there are actually consequences. and the rich shall be eaten, and the system will get my middle finger. simply put, fuck you. i could write down more but i will let you use your imagination and keep myself away from the claws of the system. bye.
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endless city
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i fail to understand why i donated money to an old, poor woman, in the street. she was in the middle of no where and wasn't actively begging for it. it was not to my benefit to donate to her. it was not in my interest to donate to her. i am never gonna see her again. and i'm never getting my money back. it just doesn't make sense. puzzled.
i fail to understand why i feel guilty despite not believing in god about thinking it's okay to trash the planet and climb the pyramid of the rat race on the shoulders of others. i am benefitting. i have yet to harm anyone. nothing happened beside a decision. i'm not gonna get rejected by the "group" or "village". it's not like i'm gonna do anything extraordinary beyond what the rich is already doing. all i did is just decide that i'm not going to be a stepping stone for them. just do what they do but better, or to the best of my ability. puzzled.
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