Part 9- Absurdity

much work must be done unscrupulously

I live vicariously through his deception

maybe we'll cross the threshold; travel light years from this pantheon of melancholy

exogenously or intrinsically flawed, we are all wretching beings

creatures of the bog

catharsis, epiphany, perpetual insolence and indolence

I take no further consequence - we know not what the future holds or what the past teaches

retrospection is for the weak

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