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The problem with mysteries is that their answer is never mysterious. Tricks lose their magic once you know how they are done.
the complex chemistry of their pain resolved to simple answers, that under a lens the mystery always fell away, that if you looked where you were too afraid to look you would find sitting a resolute, tangible, simple, something.
‘Life is not a disease. It has no cure.’
The only thing to really accept is that life has no purpose. Feel this from the depth of your being, carve it into your bones, pour it into your cavities, etch it on your liver. If life has no purpose, then existence requires no justification, then non-existence requires no acceptance.
If the truth is destruction, then let destruction be true.
There is a natural control in the human organism, and it is the mind’s extraordinary ability to obfuscate simplicity. People feel the problems of their life but always as a complex jumble, as inevitabilities, as marshes that they’re trapped in, but the truth is simple. Your problems are simple. The solutions are simple.
