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suffering.

[x @LonelyMeta]

I guess i’ve always kind of felt like i was trespassing just by being alive.

life is the deviation, death is the mean—the neutral state—not even necessarily “death,” just…non-existence. sentience is an anomalous thing—why am i arbitrarily endowed with it?

[x @LonelyMeta]

Your self-concept is a theory—perception of you is reality.

[x @LonelyMeta]

we are all trapped in a perspective(s). a stochastically allocated, myopic neurobiological and physiological structure through which we experience life.

[x @LonelyMeta]

i am addicted to mining for aphoristic artifacts and observations. i’m rewarded-looping myself through philosophical extraction.

[x @LonelyMeta]

Reality is not meritocratic enough for effort to reliably solve it.

[x @LonelyMeta]

most people have a built-in feature where: they can forget the ending while they’re inside the moment. I do not have that. i have zero capacity to suspend awareness of impermanence.

[x @LonelyMeta]

The number of nights i’ve spent begging for god to take my life is enough proof for me that he simply doesn’t exist.

[x @LonelyMeta]

the difference between life and death is so minuscule that there’s almost no good reason to value one over the other.

[x @LonelyMeta]

what you deserve in this meaningless life is often directly proportionate to how much you're willing to suffer.

[x @LonelyMeta]

You never “end up” anywhere, with anyone, with any thing—every supposed destination or culmination is just as ephemeral as the last one—our biology only lulls us into viewing it like permanence as a form of motivation.

[x @LonelyMeta]

Confidence—the same thing that makes other people seem and feel smarter than you—is the same reason they’re not.

[x @LonelyMeta]

Uncertainty is the air that begets the fire of hope. even if it’s just some embers.

[x @LonelyMeta]

I’ve already argued with the universe. This is me after the verdict.

[x @nihilistwmotion]

oh you think we should break up? fuckkkk why didn’t i think of that omg ur so smart. let’s light a million dollars on fire while we’re at it too!

[x @LonelyMeta]

i don’t know what i want, i never do—but that’s okay, because life does.

[x @LonelyMeta]

i think ive realized that what i truly want out of life is just to be consoled helplessly. i want a pretty girl to for once look at me not only with the ability to see the incurable despair behind my face, but to adore it, and dotingly, earnestly, try to cure it anyways.

[x @LonelyMeta]

i don’t have free will—and that, conveniently—means that all of my actions and inactions are divinely appointed, inevitable, fated, and explicably inexplicable.

[x @LonelyMeta]

My life peaks when irony, health, and fleeting pleasures line up just right—and for a moment, I feel ‘good’ in the twisted, self-aware way only someone who knows too much can. And then… that’s it. I hit the horizon again.

[x @LonelyMeta]

too long, didn't read.

[x @LonelyMeta]

I just am whatever i am, and i’ll rather make no inferences as to what that might be.

it’s a malleable truth that’s completely subjective to the recipient.

to myself, i’m nothing. to you, i’m whatever you think i am.