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every day is empty and void
everything i do is empty and void
everything i can do is empty and void
as meaningless as everything else
and as meaningless as not doing anything at all
everything
everything
every decision
and even the act of deciding itself
and yet i live
i live
i exist
every moment is a decision
why
why
why
what
why do i have to decide?
what am i to decide?
every moment is a step towards my decay
i do not yearn for it
as it is as meaningless as everything else
life and death
existence and non-existence
both are equally meaningless and void
either something exists
or nothing exists
in this case something exists
and i exist
every moment is a new decision
i am forced to decide
every moment
no one is to rest
no
we cannot rest
we can only decide to rest
and decide to keep resting
we must decide
we must
the future is white and formless
an ethereal mist of eternity
eternal grey
grey and bleak is this world
you can look at it through pink glasses
but it only changes your perception of the world
it does not change the world itself
whatever we do
whatever there might be
void
eternally