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Life is meaningless.

Every joy, every sorrow, every fleeting achievement…gone before you even realize it existed.

The world does not care.

Time swallows everything, indifferent and absolute.

We are born only to age, to suffer, to fade, and yet somehow cling to the illusion that it matters.

Everything is temporary.

Friends leave.

Lovers betray.

Cities crumble.

Stars explode.

Even memory decays.

There is no permanence, no justice, no higher purpose. We pretend there is meaning because staring into the void is unbearable…but the void does not blink. It waits.

And death...death is the great equalizer….

Kings, peasants, the brilliant, the foolish…we all end the same way, reduced to dust and forgotten.

The idea of immortality is a cruel joke.

Even if you could live forever, everything you love, everything you know, would still vanish.

You would watch the world die again and again while you remain unchanged, trapped in eternity with nothing to anchor you.

I wish I were omniscient to see everything, never be vulnerable to time, never be weak.

To be young, bright, immortal…untouchable by the entropy that destroys everything else.

But even that is meaningless, because knowledge cannot save you from the emptiness, and immortality is just eternal witnessing of decay.

Perhaps that is the truth!!

Life is a temporary “spark”, burning briefly before being extinguished, and everything we cling to is already gone.

We are alone.

The universe is indifferent.

And someday, all of it-every memory, every hope, every breath…will be gone…

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