Is That All There Is?

Pain, pleasure, even indifference. Is that all there is? An empty existence. We only mold meaning through our conpassion and, ultimately, even that is meaningless. Biological machines who are psychologically inept to comprehend reality. Escapades into our romanticized depths our wretched souls have weaved by nothing other then our pain. Truly, our refuge is in… Read More Is That All There Is?