how does it matter, that my....!
science is absurd in some ways, you see..
and so is nada. sans nada. and everything.
how does it matter that my....!
sometimes i tried too.
how could one not be tired?
though psycology exam would take place!tough it is. how can one not write it?
watched harry ptr.
waiting. waiting for godot.
all that we see or seem is but a dream.
...
GOETHE:There would be far less suffering amongst mankind, if men -- and God knows why they are so fashioned -- did not employ their imaginations so assiduously in recalling the memory of past sorrow, instead of bearing their present lot with equanimity.
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