Where does the time go? No, really, where?

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Everything is crammed in together in an ever-compressing timeline of a blink of existence, mixing the entrenched bad with the superficial good and vice versa too, I suppose. If there is one human emotion it is ambivalence; if we didn’t have such a sophisticated society and culture and capacity for language and thought in the thousands of years behind us, it would be plain despair. Rituals are what keep us masking our problems, and they’re happening so frequently we can’t fit in legitimate recuperation anymore.

I’m quite admittedly a very self-absorbed person.

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