I Am NOT An Existentialist

It’s a hell of a thing, to feel that infinite freedom, that contingency, to hang thus over the abyss and know that you can let go and fall, fall, fall unto ages of ages…

It’s time to make more tea.  I have work to do later, a lot of work.

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