You have to think of ignorance as an experience, it may not last forever, considering the scale, the ball rolls down the hill, gathering dirt and grime, ability or whatever wisdom it can think to conjure as it falls deeper and deeper, so maybe cherish it while you can, and don’t be tempted as the mermaid beckons, hesitate, don’t dare to go deeper, I can probably tell you know, as humans we don’t need so much, our hunger is defined by what we’ve already eaten, who are the happiest in the world, of course it’s the virgins, able to walk in the light, not having to consider whether to cover their eyes, there’s a limit to our achievements, so why try, doomed to roll down the hill, but maybe let go of the fire burning, be a corpse, a stone, inanimate, if the heavens demand you work, maybe be lazy, allow them to pull strings, alas, we can’t really fight it, their spirit filled our cups, and it was them who built our hearts, questions and skill allotment, we landed here, doomed to burn, and hoping to die again, oh, to be young again, innocence, a reflection of the heavens…

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