A Chat with Two Vices.

Two characters, Fear and Laziness, sit on the beach after dusk. They pass a two litre bottle of beer in green glass, one to the other.

Fear: You know the worst thing of all?

Laziness: What? What’s the worst thing of all?

Fear: It’s my absolute certainty that I’m going to die alone. I don’t know why I have it. All indications are actually to the contrary. I’m most likely to die surrounded by nursing staff, in a chaotic hospital ward for those on the near edge of being.

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To Exist and to Want: Musings on the First Two Noble Truths.

What if ‘to be’ is to be without something? If I’m blue all over, I’m definitely not red. If I’m just me, then I’m not all the other things that could exist.

What if to exist in particular is to lack the wholeness that comes with existing as everything all at once?

If that was true, then it would make perfect sense that I feel empty some days. On those days, I’m just remembering that I exist, and I’m just remembering how I exist.

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