Feel Injustice With All Your Senses in Order to Know.
The moment you see something with your own eyes and feel injustice with all your senses, you cross an inner border, you know you can’t go back from there.
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Weaving Webs Through the Vacuous Hole of Worthlessness.
I am a worthless human being, and I simply can’t affirm or meditate or pray my way out of it. It’s liberating, in a strange way, to know this.