save the pity party, ike el generico, we know you're full of stuff
You don't understand what I have seen. I have witnessed pure entropy; a time when everything has died. With my mortal eyes, I gazed upon the very end of all consciousness. I saw the void, and my cries fell upon deaf ears. For eternity, I had become insane. I was alone, cold, dying. Then something happened. I thought. I became
sane, and I had started to think about everything. In the abyssal horror, I had thought about everything that I could think of, then I thought some more. I had imagined a world full of life, and a world devoid. I saw faces, and saw lives, and witnessed generations to centuries of life.
I realized how empty life was in the first place, how futile everything was. I had refuge in futility, as it was my only virtue in this unforgiving passage of nothing I existed in. Then I came back to the world of the living, as if unharmed.
Needless to say, I slept pretty good last night.
