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All The World's A Stage

Is our striving worthy? Are we but actors on the stage of life and oblivious to it? Here, the background isn't factual, yet the pain is! For millennia, we have explored the existential man, who, aware of himself and his ultimate demise, must swim against the curse of consciousness and quickly find the meaning of it all! For life, with its innate desire to live, invades some fine earthling and hijacks his part in the play. Then, forgetting he is the man behind the mask he has worn for generations, realizes he is but a pawn in a greater game! So, my dear friend, throw down all your delusions of grandeur, for there is but a poor wayfarin' stranger...in love with himself!

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