The Wheel
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>your body is a genetic extension of previous humans whom you lived as
>every time you are born, you do not remember who you are or why you exist in the first place
>you have a natural yarning to discover yourself, the reason behind this existence and how to stop this never-ending cicle of life and death, pain and pleasure, this torment
>after many incarnations without answers, you learn you can never truly die because you'll be reborn again and again for unknown reasons
>why are you punished with eternal torment? What crime have you committed that you are sent to experience this tiring cicle of life and death, of pain. Whom do you blame when there is noone?
>Maybe you were more important than you knew. So the only question is - why are you doing this to yourself? Why do you still believe you can be separated from something when that is just being insecure?
>your laughter fills the cosmos
Tips fedora
not /lit/
>>7638194
had to ejaculate somewhere
