Monday, February 18, 2013

Sentient Life is a constant protest...

Sentient life is a constant protest against the borders of its own existence. Want and need beyond the point of superfluity are the shrill, indistinguishable expressions of its insatiable, throbbing urge to control and expand.

All of that misery, every bit of my misery and yours, too, is simultaneously a wildly thrilled shout of glee: I AM!

From birth to death - at least - every complaint, every demand, every urge, however faint, is simultaneously a roaring, albeit masked, song of jubilation and self-aggrandizement.

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