nostrich
· 2w
I've been mostly absent online lately and I'm sorry, I know it made some of you worry. A very good person passed away. I'll be back to normal when I can.
I feel that mourning is a form of jealousy:
they have escaped this damned world and left you alone in it,
a place you were never meant to be in the first place,
forced now to keep enduring it,
locked inside the prison of your meatsuit…
“And I declared that the dead,
who had already died,
are happier than the living,
who are still alive.
But better than both
is the one who has never been born,
who has not seen the evil
that is done under the sun.”
Ecclesiastes 4:2-3