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There's a darkness inside all, too mystifying to b

There's a darkness inside all, too mystifying to be named, with a recurring sense of confusion in it, sings of chaos that reigns over the soul. None knows of the emptiness, wrapped in the curtain of a smile. All that is felt is a void that cries, and says, it's all purposeless, our existence, our being here, everything feels too mechanical, like we're trapped in this web of affinities in this world, that we can never escape. We can imagine of the freedom, but we can never go out and go there. There's nowhere to go from here. We're trapped in our minds, trapped in our bodies. We're trapped in this illusion. Our lives are like this long, painful, pointless hike. It's like climbing the height, like Himalayan or Everest. People climb it to make this awful journey all blustered, frostbitten and exhausted. Tears, frozen into one big icicle on their faces. There's nothing waiting for them at the top except for the sense of accomplishment. Our lives are the same. We face the end and all we get to say is that we lived. The end of journey is death. You're done except you're dead. ©shyma #Life #Pain #experiences #harshtruthsoflife #end #death #darkness
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