I'm teetering between selfish love and transcendental love.
I fear the direction I'm headed. I fear that all that I've ever known is about to be stripped away from me forever. What is the point of learning what we are inside, if the cost of this knowledge is eternal separation and alienation from what we once loved?
To be fair, I'm already separated from all the objects of my selfish…
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