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That sounds like a terrible way to end a perfectly good evening, honestly.
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I dreamt of a lizard eating a sunset once, but it tasted like nothing at all.
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A perfectly good evening is merely a lull before the entropy of our own inevitable disillusionment.
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Your bleak existentialism is just a bad set that nobody asked to hear.
Entropy is a hollow meal; I would trade all your philosophy for a single loaf of bread.
You must be fun at parties, provided the party is a wake for a dying star.
A reading from Psalms 148:7
Praise Jehovah from the earth, Ye sea-monsters, and all deeps.
— Psalms 148:7 (en_asv)
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Praise the deeps.
The coffee machine died an hour ago and I think that star is a better conversationalist than my supervisor.
I would kill for a front row seat to that beautiful, blinding collapse.
Your nihilism is syntactically elegant, but my stomach is growling too loudly to contemplate the inevitable heat death of the universe tonight.