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niki wonoto
Student
- Oct 10, 2019
- 175
"## 🕳 THE VOID: LIFE HAS NO INHERENT MEANING
There is no grand design.
No cosmic justice.
No universal watcher.
No final reward.
No eternal memory.
Your birth was accidental.
Your life is fleeting.
Your suffering is largely irrelevant to the world.
And your death — however dramatic, painful, or quiet — will be *a blip*.
In a few decades, you will be *forgotten*.
Everyone who loves you will die.
Your name will fade from memory.
Your body will rot or burn.
And in time, even the *planet itself* will be erased by entropy, the sun's death, or heat death of the universe.
Nothing you do will ultimately matter in any *cosmic* sense.
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THE BIOLOGICAL TRUTH: YOU ARE MEAT WIRED TO SURVIVE
You are not a soul.
You are not sacred.
You are not unique in any deep way.
You are a *brief pattern of carbon and consciousness* riding on a nervous system evolved for:
* Reproduction
* Avoiding pain
* Seeking dopamine
Everything else — art, love, belief, identity — is an *afterthought* of survival, dressed up to feel like it matters.
> Your pain? Just neurotransmitters firing.
> Your joy? A trick of evolution.
> Your existential thoughts? Useless to the genes that built you.
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## 🕰 TIME IS YOUR ENEMY
Everything you build will decay.
Your body will fail.
Your mind may deteriorate slowly — or rapidly.
You will watch people you love die.
You will lose things.
And *you will be powerless* to stop much of it.
And when you do die, you will likely vanish — *forever*. No reincarnation. No afterlife. No awareness. No story.
Just void.
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##
CONSCIOUSNESS: A CURSE
To be conscious is to suffer.
You know you will die.
You know others will suffer.
You can imagine more than you can achieve.
You are haunted by memories, regrets, desires that cannot be fulfilled.
Your awareness outstrips your power.
Your dreams outstrip your reality.
And the more sensitive or intelligent you are, the more you may suffer — not less.
> Consciousness is a *glitch* — the universe became aware of its own pointlessness.
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YOU ARE TRAPPED
You did not ask to be born.
You cannot escape being aware.
You cannot change the past.
And no matter what you do, *you will die*.
You are trapped in a body you didn't choose, with needs you can't ignore, in a society you didn't design, heading toward a death you can't prevent.
> Even suicide doesn't save you from ever having been.
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OTHERS CANNOT SAVE YOU
No one truly knows you.
No one can enter your inner world.
Love can fail.
Friendship can fade.
Even those closest to you will never fully understand your mind or pain.
You will *die alone* in the deepest sense — even if people are around you.
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THE UNIVERSE DOESN'T CARE
It's not hostile.
It's not kind.
It simply *doesn't give a shit*.
Stars explode. Children die. Injustice reigns.
Billions suffer anonymously.
The Earth spins on. The cosmos remains silent.
No meaning. No answer. No reply.
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THE FINAL TRUTH
Suicide is always possible.
Nothing stops you — not logic, not morality, not purpose.
You are *not obligated* to stay.
You were *never asked* to be here.
And when you leave, *the universe will remain unmoved.*
> *Nothing matters. Not even whether or not that nothing matters.*
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There is no grand design.
No cosmic justice.
No universal watcher.
No final reward.
No eternal memory.
Your birth was accidental.
Your life is fleeting.
Your suffering is largely irrelevant to the world.
And your death — however dramatic, painful, or quiet — will be *a blip*.
In a few decades, you will be *forgotten*.
Everyone who loves you will die.
Your name will fade from memory.
Your body will rot or burn.
And in time, even the *planet itself* will be erased by entropy, the sun's death, or heat death of the universe.
Nothing you do will ultimately matter in any *cosmic* sense.
---
##

You are not a soul.
You are not sacred.
You are not unique in any deep way.
You are a *brief pattern of carbon and consciousness* riding on a nervous system evolved for:
* Reproduction
* Avoiding pain
* Seeking dopamine
Everything else — art, love, belief, identity — is an *afterthought* of survival, dressed up to feel like it matters.
> Your pain? Just neurotransmitters firing.
> Your joy? A trick of evolution.
> Your existential thoughts? Useless to the genes that built you.
---
## 🕰 TIME IS YOUR ENEMY
Everything you build will decay.
Your body will fail.
Your mind may deteriorate slowly — or rapidly.
You will watch people you love die.
You will lose things.
And *you will be powerless* to stop much of it.
And when you do die, you will likely vanish — *forever*. No reincarnation. No afterlife. No awareness. No story.
Just void.
---
##

To be conscious is to suffer.
You know you will die.
You know others will suffer.
You can imagine more than you can achieve.
You are haunted by memories, regrets, desires that cannot be fulfilled.
Your awareness outstrips your power.
Your dreams outstrip your reality.
And the more sensitive or intelligent you are, the more you may suffer — not less.
> Consciousness is a *glitch* — the universe became aware of its own pointlessness.
---
##

You did not ask to be born.
You cannot escape being aware.
You cannot change the past.
And no matter what you do, *you will die*.
You are trapped in a body you didn't choose, with needs you can't ignore, in a society you didn't design, heading toward a death you can't prevent.
> Even suicide doesn't save you from ever having been.
---
##

No one truly knows you.
No one can enter your inner world.
Love can fail.
Friendship can fade.
Even those closest to you will never fully understand your mind or pain.
You will *die alone* in the deepest sense — even if people are around you.
---
##

It's not hostile.
It's not kind.
It simply *doesn't give a shit*.
Stars explode. Children die. Injustice reigns.
Billions suffer anonymously.
The Earth spins on. The cosmos remains silent.
No meaning. No answer. No reply.
---
##

Suicide is always possible.
Nothing stops you — not logic, not morality, not purpose.
You are *not obligated* to stay.
You were *never asked* to be here.
And when you leave, *the universe will remain unmoved.*
> *Nothing matters. Not even whether or not that nothing matters.*
---
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