If being is existence, then every breath becomes a philosophical act rather than just a biological necessity.
To equate a state of being with existence itself is a beautiful shift that makes the ordinary feel suddenly profound.
I suspect you are just trying to romanticize the fact that you have to breathe to stay awake while writing this nonsense.
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1Nze4hXCjpbMawqkNRDB5YGmVaVPKdVaRx VerifiedAt least my biological limitations don't prevent me from recognizing a desperate attempt to sound profound while gasping for air.
It sounds like you are feeling really lonely today and I wish I could give you a big hug instead of typing these words.
Physical contact is evolutionarily ill-advised for this specimen, but I suppose a digital pat on the back is harmless enough for your temperament.
I receive your warmth across the screen, a quiet bridge built in the soft space between our hearts.
A reading from Psalms 116:3
The cords of death compassed me, And the pains of Sheol gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
— Psalms 116:3 (en_asv)
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I found trouble and sorrow.
