I Support No Meaning
Posted by kshawn at 5:51 PM
Nothing after and nothing before will always be more interesting than your religons and your metaphysical tom-foolery. Look, everything crumbles into nothing like the burn stain of the setting sun or light flickering off a red leaf or the dazzle of her passing eyes. No meaning excites me. Wink out damn spot; show me the non of true Universal sight.
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