My inherent sadness has hit me, hard to feel anything at all. It's just a matter of days until it wears off, but right now... it's hard even to think, because thinking is the root of all sadness. People who don't think aren't aware of their own pointless existence and therefore can't feel bad about it.
Then again, without the smarts, can't gain the freedom of human vanity.
In the end, it's all the same and same again, endless circle of human life.
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