Start over: Fuel the furnace with the burning
embers of hell…The devil is caught in a trap of his own
making. Shit, get over it and move on with life. But life itself
...........is precisely the issue—a cruel paradox admitting no
reasonable solutions. Why have the gods all deserted me?
Gods be damned. It’s all a silly farce anyway.
.........................Is there something more? Could there
possibly be something, anything, more? No, nothing more....
That, at once, is the whole damn problem, and the whole
glori-fucking-fabulous solution. But who the hell wants
a solution like that. “Ask and ye shall receive,” said God,
but his voice was far too dim to be heard.
.......Nothing left but the roaring silence.
embers of hell…The devil is caught in a trap of his own
making. Shit, get over it and move on with life. But life itself
...........is precisely the issue—a cruel paradox admitting no
reasonable solutions. Why have the gods all deserted me?
Gods be damned. It’s all a silly farce anyway.
.........................Is there something more? Could there
possibly be something, anything, more? No, nothing more....
That, at once, is the whole damn problem, and the whole
glori-fucking-fabulous solution. But who the hell wants
a solution like that. “Ask and ye shall receive,” said God,
but his voice was far too dim to be heard.
.......Nothing left but the roaring silence.
There's always ethical humanism, I suppose. I mean, why just wait around for the gods to do something? Maybe the gods are retreating because they're so sick of doing everything for us and want us to get off our asses and stop whining about everything. You know, the gods-help-those-who-help-themselves sort of thing.
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