I presume, when it comes to the human brain- the way we ponder purpose and existence,
that existentialism dates back as far as evolution.
I pick up this blunt as if putting my hand on the trigger.
Everything is slowed down. Precise. Of the moment, second,
by
second,
by second.
Everything is a choice.
and following, an equal opportunity for contemplation;
some would argue,
Therefore also Redemption.
If I seek Redemption,
it is in the happiness of This life.
I love God, But do not fear him.
Rather to be feared is the pain possible of this life,
second,
by second
by second.
But I would rather not fear,
that either.
Precise.
Calculated. Cold. Surrendering. Nonchalant. Examining.
Everything
is existential.
Including us.
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