Cogito sum ergo solus sum

(Note to self)

Ego is a confection. Candyfloss spun by my mind; tastes sweet but the price is loneliness. Sad because false; my “self” is a prison I build all by my self. Death only exists for my ego. Without it (in every sense) I  truly live. Live truly.

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