Each story is sad. Only in the macro view do you see your own personal tragedy. Inevitable separation; the vitriolic tone. Being reduced to a meme or reducing another to the same judgment with increasing sardonic undertones. It wishes to make a joke out of you as to escape its own obsolescence. All laughter is sadistic only seeming separate in its measure; a scale.
['it' is an entity to be sure]
There is a fine line between guilt and love. Perhaps it is the same only differing in transcendence and proximity IE the pain of separation both a prior and a posteriori.
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Young man she is a sellout and she wants you to join her. A dance? I think not, a ritual!
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It is easy to assume existential judgment however only after you have become the judged can you fully understand.
Further you think you can go back as if you are reading a book. However the pages that you seek are bridged back in time; another space, another place.
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All principles,concepts and theories are only that absent pain, the missing ingredient.