The most terrifying thing is not to die, but to forever lock yourself outside beauties gate while still alive. To corrode and distort your soul so much that even though you can still see the beauty you cannot feel it. It’s not that you are just sad, or even that it’s beauty was a delusion of your own romanticism; no it is something far worse. It is the world soul whispering softly, “you are beyond my loving half, you have crossed into abomination and that can never be changed.” You can vie for strength and elegance, but no matter what it will always be a shoddy replica. Love, joy, peace, and hope. Power. These are things for other people, but they are not for you. Perhaps they could have been, in the sense once they were a possibility that could have been real. But you made the choice and revealed your derelict fate. Time always comes and reveals what was always set in motion sine time began but it is still your choice. This is how things always were going to be, this is what you always were meant to be. A traitor to beauty, refuse of god’s perfection.
I say no this this.I am beauty, I am joy, I am power.
>>41270540>To corrode and distort your soul so much that even though you can still see the beauty, you cannot feel itDo you know how that happens?
>>41270540Why's that cat dude just breaking the fourth wall instead of helping that lady in the field?
>>41270540No this creation is worthless and your hivemind is the worst part about it but ok.If that's your idea of perfection then you already lost.Your hivemind is full of some of the most disgusting scummy shitbags. If that's what God wanted for their children then I'll find a better God. And you all deserve to die. Not me.
>>41270568By doing what you shouldn’t
