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❝ the lord will fulfill his purpose for me; your steadfast love, o lord, endures forever. do not forsake the work of your hands. ❞

psalms

do you actually believe that, though? do you believe in destiny or do you believe that it is our own? discuss.

also, since we're having a deep conversation. google would have made my life a whole lot easier if it had existed in the 1800s. then again there would not be young men saying that they love vintage victorian erotica more than the mainstream kind (here's a hint: it's still erotica).

if you're a really old guy wearing a hood over your head, you owe me a saturday night for the one you ruined. cash only.

(ooc: sorry, this got really NSFW)

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Steinbeck? What's the synopsis?

A Man Finds A Pearl Of Gargantuan Size On The Oceans Floor
He Intends To Use The Profits It Would Bring Him To Provide Care For His Ailing Child
But His Neighbors Covetousness Make The Prospect Insurmountable To Achieve And Everything Goes Poorly For Him In The Attempt
After Killing Many Who Would Withhold Him And The Eventual Death Of His Son He Throws It Back Into The Sea

Isn't that how life is?

Life
Death
Everything In Between And After

There's nothing in between.

Are You So Sure
And How Many Times Have You Died Then

Enough, I think.

Be Careful With That Sort Of Thought
Just When You Suspect Youve Had Enough Is When The Counter Has A Tendency To Raise Once More

Like I said, there's no in between.

In Between Is When Life Doesnt Feel Like Life
When Death Doesnt Work Like Death
And Of Course The Interim Period Where Death Waits For Whats After
I Would Argue That It Only Seems As Though No In Between Exists Because Everything Is Contained Within That In Between
A Normal Perspective Will Never Properly Reveal It

I always assumed that there would be a man on the other end, telling me that I should be in Hell.

But, it was really just a big disappointment when I woke up.

Yeah I To A Degree Assumed The Same
But With More I Dont Know
Oblivion
Only There Was Someone On The Other End And A Friend Of Mine Actually
She Didnt Tell Me I Should Be Anywhere But Back Where I Came From
And Soon Enough Thats Precisely Where I Found Myself
One Life Down And An Unlife Ahead

Ive Never Entirely Understood Your Concept Of Hell Actually

We have more than one concept of Hell, actually. It just depends who you want to listen to.

Well At The Moment Im Obviously Asking You

I believe in nothing.

So Thats What Defines Your Hell Then
The Prevalence Of Nothingness

My definition of Hell is monotony and responsibility.

So, in a sense you are correct.

Responsibility Surrounds Us Either Way
Eschewing Monotony Is One Of Those Responsibilities
Neither Is Nothing By Their Very Nature

you're not old enough to understand and I'm not drunk enough to be willing to explain.

Responsibility Is Everything Therefore It Cannot Be Nothing
Theres Nothing Particularly Complicated About That

Incorrect. Responsibility implies that there is something to be responsible of. If that "of" is "nothing", therefore you are responsible for "nothing". If what you're responsible of leaves you with nothing, that is also nothing.

What I'm trying to tell you is that you're not old enough to understand what "nothing" is.

Dont Treat Me Like I Lack Understanding Simply Due To My Age
I Have Plenty Of Responsibilities But Im Not So Conceited As To Think They Have No Worth If They Arent Solely For My Own Gain
Im Not The Only One Left With The Results Of Them

Then run with everything I just said.

Nothing You Just Said Leaves Anything To Run With
It Proposes Only Inaction
When Inaction Will Only Bring About This Nothingness Rather Than Holding It At Bay

Yes. That's. Yes.

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