< Maybe. I can't exactly deny most of that. But... if those moments of hope and joy were meaningless, wouldn't we just ignore them? Doesn't the fact we remember them at all mean there's something more to them than that? >
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< Well, yeah, I didn't say it wasn't fleeting. Just that they're still important enough to take into consideration. Pain may be unavoidable, but if the promise of more moments like those makes enduring worthwhile... >
I do not feel such promises do make the rest of this rot worthwhile. Must we spend days, moons, entire years in torment yearning for one more moment of hope?
In those years we inflict more suffering upon each other. Mankind is wicked to the last.
[Wings know they see evidence of that day after day]
< Maybe I just want to believe in the possibility that things can still change. That no matter how dark the tunnel, there's still light on the other side. >
< Ah, that's... It's a little surprising to have an actual number there, but... You did mention something along those lines when those doppelgangers were running around. And then there was the way you talked about that "Azys Lla" place from your Fathoms of Ego... >
cw: hell yeah all kinds of search for meaning in this world
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If life is so sacred then why do moments of joy pass so quickly while our pain endures? Like me it is immortal. Hardly fair.
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I do not feel such promises do make the rest of this rot worthwhile. Must we spend days, moons, entire years in torment yearning for one more moment of hope?
In those years we inflict more suffering upon each other. Mankind is wicked to the last.
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[Wings know they see evidence of that day after day]
< Maybe I just want to believe in the possibility that things can still change. That no matter how dark the tunnel, there's still light on the other side. >
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There is no light on the other side. We are adrift in an indifferent universe. A universe that will, one day, also die.
There is no meaning to any of it.
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< ...Why? What is it that made you decide that in the end? >
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....Strange, that you ask about my question and not about the revelation of my age.
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My how time flies when you are being mentally tortured, eh?
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