you're not going to like this
the existentialists were basically correct.
there is no point to life.
existence itself is a cancer.
a cancer is a living thing, a growing thing. like a plant. or a baby. a baby is a cancer. so is fruit.
so are mushrooms, and primo herb (ditchweed is less so).
but i digress.
i am a pessimist. i am not unhappy. but life is meaningless. i am not depressed.
not at all.
don't project onto me, please.
we have a lot to learn still from soviet russia. we are doomed to repeat its mistakes.
better to learn now as much as we can about stalinism.
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