i'm still trying to really understand the concept of the eternal return
but i feel like i've got my own conception. it pertains to the same old shit i end up feeling and have felt every since i can remember. this feeling occurs less and less at time goes by, but it aches just the same. i guess i'm beginning to realize i've chased my tail long enough to slow it down a bit.
ideals are just that.
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