Life is disease where the cure is death. Suffering is a powerful word. All we do in this world is suffer and suffering is all there is. Do not delude yourself with the luxury of free will and ephemeral happiness nor the the pursuit of happiness. Happiness does not exist. The only truth is suffering. Pain beyond agony, hurt beyond the embodiment of all mortality and doom desire. What are we if not a trickling in sea of darkness. We are made of nothing and universe demand us to be rid of existence. All the achievement in the history pale compare to the shining light of the decadent sun of cruelty and incompetence of human nature. A poet may be a poet may does, but still condemnation of the insincere society is his birthright. The passport to abridge sadness and madness and dash of pure brilliance is just theoretical. None has been more pure academic than the conjecture that there is the slightest chance being happy. No postulation has been more imprecise than the there is still good in people. After all being said and done,we are nothing but a bag of bone and flesh. Are we too blind to see happiness is the biggest lie we ever invented?
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