I can understand the power of faith. To feel the cold kiss of the void is to wish for any way, and do anything, to avoid such a fate and feel the warmth of a loving and just god. This is our lot. To know we are so special, and to suffer every evidence to the contrary. The only hope one could find is in building or ensuring the the propagation of something greater. Something that transcends this world. Or to simply suffer every day knowing this world holds just pain and disappointment punctuated by tragedy. To have the realization that nonexistence is a preferable alternative to playing a bit part in a cosmic farce as cruel to us as we are to the lesser creatures around us.

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