Okay Humans Are Born To Live 100 Years And Be Actively Dying Almost The Entire Time Both Physically And

okay humans are born to live 100 years and be actively dying almost the entire time both physically and metaphorically in the sense of dreams and preferences and habits dying off one by one, and in the sense of living in an ongoing conscious negotiation with the inevitable but unknowable hour of their deaths, to fully understand and experience the decline of their physical capacities, sensory organs and cognitive faculties, to wither in a body of ever-narrowing ability and to finally die for real while inescapably conscious of their absolute finitude as temporal beings, but sure go ahead and dunk on hamsters, who don't even know they're alive, for being universally fated to live 6 months and then fall directly into the open mouth of a Labradoodle.

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“I am so close to you that I could drink you. My thirst is a naked slave.”

— Paul Valéry, tr. by Hilary Corke, from The Collected Works; “Fragments of the Narcissus,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

"The clitoris exists, as for God, I don't know..."

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