Lethargic, not to the point of any point, my essence sits in a point of the universe with no purpose, no destiny, no enlightenment.

The existence mundane, not given the comfort of simpler minds that exist to live, with no concept of morality nore death. These lucky entities are referred to as animals.

The ones that live life with no concept of expectations are truly free. the rest are slaves to thought, self worth & purpose.
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Musings from the mind of wetrix
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