Nov 18, 2016

a fraction of the whole

I don't fear death so much as I fear the fear of it. The fear that makes people believe, and kill each other, and kill themselves; I am afraid of this fear that could make me unconsciously manufacture a comforting or confusing lie that I might base my life on.
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If you listen closely, you discover that people aren't really ever for something but instead are just opposed to its opposite.
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When you are child, to stop you following the crowd you're assaulted with the line 'If everyone jumped off a bridge, would you?' but when you're an adult and to be different is suddenly a crime, people seem to be saying 'Hey. Everyone else is jumping off a bridge. Why aren't you?'
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Do you know the burden of being able to make someone happy by your mere presence? No, probably not. 
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Maybe definition of having lived full life is when every citizen in the hall of selves gets to take you for a spin, the commander the lover the coward the misanthrope the fighter the priest the moral guardian the immoral guardian the lover of life the hater of life the fool the judge the jury the executioner, when every last soul is satisfied at moment of death. If only one of the selves has been nothing but a spectator or a tourist then the life is incomplete. 

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