3.13.2006

Knowing matters not in that rational faculties are, unfortunately(?), trumped by whimsy. Want makes not our lives worth living, just interestingly complicated, enjoyable failure. Never is something more beyond one's perception than when one desires the perceived. Are humans realistically supposed to not want, forget the want, for that which they cannot possess? Since I exist, I struggle. How one deals with the struggle is living. I am losing the battle for life, and, like the arduous strain of an addictive drug, I enjoy the feeling.

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