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It’s no wonder we torture ourselves between past and so many nightmares to-be; Where is ‘now’?—they ask, so split asunder by what dreadfully was and will doubtfully be.
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Fate's a bitch but if you fall in love with him—be who you are, true—fate'll find someone to fall in love with you.
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Death demands confrontation with one of those most essential of truths: You are part of nature, not apart from it. Everything else is denial.
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Change for love; love thyself. Change for resentment; resent thyself.
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Hate as if none will know your revenge, and love as if none will know your affection; They will.
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One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star, and I want to dance with you!
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I fully expect every religion to die as all men do, and that of him does. Let man make shadows upon cave walls, they will grow bored and conquer the sky if only out of boredom. Such is life’s mandate: that it love being even when it fails to, and realizes it were all those gods hitherto.
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It is not for life, at base, which we weary live; rather, not dying.
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I'm insightful, so far as I am deeply blind.
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Defeat is the corpse we stomp upon, and wherefrom we reach victory.
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#defeat#victory#philosophy#psychology#existentialism#power#the will to power#overcoming#becoming#comradewisdom
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They who've not bled love nothing, and not loved have yet to live.
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Happiness is the daughter of Suffering, birthed by Joy.
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I move as if a wound, not a man—much less an Emperor. A yearning, sort of forlorn energy. So many unmarked a buried daydream, made suffocating nightmares. To sing in the wind, dance with the tide... One cannot—not with lungs full of dirt.
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Never apologize for thy existence, and warm others such that they'd be embarrassed to.
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In a world of profilicity, the song is a scream, and the dancer a writhing mass.
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If a love’s worth a damn, love can sleep and awaken again in whatever way its welcome.
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