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Life is hard. I must follow ten comics, follow the lives of three shows and ten books, create imaginary scenarios. Compared to this diversity, what does life offer? Why work for moments, for love, when you can open a book or show and see them, feel them? Why create scenarios that already exist? How I take care of myself matters not, those worlds will exist and all I need to be able to do is consume them. If the goal of life is to see, there is no need for me to do the experiencing personally. Ignore the squeeze of the darkness at night, your days are so lovely that it matters not. --- Life is hard, I must follow the people and the trends around me, and build the sequence of experiences and impacts I want. Life is something I wish to look back on fondly. By creating, I preserve a part of myself to share. I can see things that have not been seen before. How can you be sure the love you are seeing between characters is the same as love between yourself and another? How can preordained beauty compare to organic beautiful chaos? If your goal in life is to see, when will you have seen enough? What will you do when it is time to eat, to live? Embrace the darkness, as it is a gift you have been allowed to experience.

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