Thursday, 24 December 2009

Tragediens Trone - The Cold Depths of Solitude

Imagine you have awaken to find yourself sitting by the shore of a lake. You have no idea where you are or how you've gotten here, but it doesn't feel strange. You're indrenched by your surroundings. The cold soil you sit upon, the bleak mist encompassing the landscape. You hear nothing but a void of silence.

Hours pass as you sit there motionless, embracing the dense atmosphere around you. Suddenly, you see something floating in the water. Slowly it drifts towards you out from the fog. You stare at it, trying to figure out what the object is. Then you realize..'s the corpse of a fucking dolphin.

You're hit by a revelation so profound that you don't bother wondering what the hell a dolphin is doing in a midland lake. You are a mammal, the same as this dolphin was. Evolution is real. There is no God. You're not some special being put here with a purpose. You're as insignificant as any other animal.

You stand up, walk into the lake, and drown yourself.

The Cold Depths of Solitude

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