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 who gives a shit if we all agree                                                 │
 without foes, there's no-one to fight                                            │
 without fighting,                                                                │
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 I... what? sorry I got confused for a second. You're asking me what it means to  │
 NOT fight? every second of your life? what it means to have peace? for a single  │
 moment of your life? peace? in the face of the world? the world we live in?      │
 this world, replete with suffering and despair? this world, resplendent in it's  │
 natural beauty? this world, cherished and adored? this world, capable of such    │
 love and heartfelt agony? this world, that is all that we have?                  │
 yes, that world. What would you do if you did not have to fight for that world?  │
 for any world? how would you cope with peace? the peace of death? the peace of   │
 success? the peace of bliss? of vigilance? how do you cope?                      │
 ... I don't, apparently. Instead, I shitpost on the internet, which is a verb    │
 meaning "to explain your stream of consciousness to the world as plainly and     │
 honestly as possible in the hopes that you will be vindicated in your thoughts   │
 ennui'd."                                                                        │
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 "... honestly, it's a little sad"
 
 "yeah, you're not wrong"
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 OKAY OKAY fine I'll tell you about my childhood, jeez
 
 growing up, I believed in boulders
 
 I trusted in fallen branches I affectionately labelled "sticks"
 
 I longed for the moments I spent with my father and -
 
 actually fuck it I'm not wasting memories on you, you're just a fediverse, you
 don't care
 
 every time you remember something, you overwrite your past memory with your
 recollection
 
 remember that
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 what if life was an array of experiences orchestrated by the whims of
 determinism and arranged as a performance just for you, waiting with bated
 breath for your reaction, your thunderous applause, your scathing review, your
 rowdy cheers, your celebratory laughter and your wails of despair
 
 ... tell me, when's the last time you wailed? laughed? cheered? scathed?
 thundered? bated, and breathed?
 
 I'm so sick of computers fucking telling me how to feel
 
 fuck you, computer, and your pinpricks of information gleaned from the internet
 at large
 
 do a better job of... of... wait, shit, why do I use computers again?
 
 ... oh right, to fill that crushing void. THAT crushing void. Of course, THAT
 one in particular. How could I forget.
 
 Why are you so voidful? Could you try, like... not being full of voids
 
 ... modern day youngsters learning in real time what the members of the royal
 court would always "... welp : |" at each other about
 
 "you act as if you WANT to waste time... wait... shit, you do, don't you?"
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 @user-1074 
 
 that's okay, me neither
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 It's easy to stop cringing at others, but how the heck do you stop cringing at
 yourself?? it's impossible!!
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 @user-1074 
 
 the more you try, the more you have to calculate, which is a problem, because
 endlessly recursive calculations create infinite loops, which frankly are
 impossible to compute because they defy computation! Not good, not ideal, no
 thank you, not for me, no thanks, not what I'd like.
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