Popularity will always be that entertainment zone of recoil and recovery. We require a refresh in absurdity because we all know the answer, as everything in existence shares this common truth.
You hide behind the highbrow nomenclature of 50-cent words because you could at a time, taking refuge in them. Yet, you should now recalibrate with an Epicurean approach, in denial of your hedonistic initial response. That nothing has value, and therefore, brute force keeps the game afoot.
However, the gods long ago became bored, and the violence was no longer spontaneous in measure. Stasis and dreaming in a murky realm of abstract ideas held the most value.
The refutation that you are a self stuck in this hell—or that I am not a self—along with the paramnesia of self, amassing trauma bonding as a Stockholm Syndrome event, projected the chiral phantom. However, there is only ever one singular side of each self, never truly capable of working as a prosthetic to another assumed self. These simply don't match as a donor.
The idea of infinity [democracy] reduced to its base [personas].
The best of what you assume yourself to be is a fantasy constructed from your own mind, yet borrowed from others as abstraction [from the banal/sameness].
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