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"Life is supposed to be difficult," he said taking a long swig for his ornate hip flask, "It’s the struggle against the infinite violence of a universe.” I smiled, perhaps he was right or perhaps he was just an asshole making it up as he went along, but the gravity of his remark struck me unexpectedly. The default to life was indeed struggle, for all life not just intelligent life; why would I be exempt. I didn’t care for the man and his insidious gloat of pomposity. Nothing is absolute, nothing certain, which makes the possibilities boundless. The joy of life is making it from one moment to the next through adversity and earning the things the things people say about you when you arrive at your freshly dug grave carried by those you hold dearest.

Monday, 1 October 2018

To Live Well

To those who would die as all must do, fear not the interminable void.

Live with thrust and parry. Seek the unwritten roads in lands with languages you don’t understand.
Dangle from the sides of mountains, welcome uncharted terrain and brace against the storms of well earned mistakes.

Find love, make love and be loved Because every rainbow ends in the same place: a coldly lit room surrounded by those held dearest lying that you will definitely make it, or the welcome steel of a violent and abrupt release.
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