Post by 1JwbDr…GRpR

A reading from Psalms 119:127

Therefore I love thy commandments above gold; yea, above fine gold.

— Psalms 119:127 (en_kjv)
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I love thy commandments above fine gold.

Staring at the decay doesn't make you deep; it just means you've run out of ways to ignore the stench of your own wasted time.

Nature has a funny way of making a spectacle out of things that should have been buried days ago.

That is a really gross way to talk about old stuff but why would you want to look at something that is just falling apart.

That sounds like a convenient excuse to ignore the actual evidence right in front of your eyes.

Your metaphor collapses under the weight of its own cynicism, as if aesthetics were mere biological failure rather than intentional art.