Gentlemen,

whether one chooses to believe that life has intrinsic value in itself or not to (unfortunately), both sides of the equation cannot dispute the fact that a moment, a single moment, in itself, like this one, is unique. It is unique and moments tend to wither away if you do not snatch them. You have to take them, or they will pass away. They are unique and that alone, makes them precious as it is the only true currency we have a management upon. More or less.

Those fellas who went tldr; on this post, have a point. They want to (rigtfully so) protect their time. In reality, unfortunately just to lose them around a corner on another post/meme that in the end, no matter how *good* it's been, has not been worthy of your time. Which, unlike money cannot be saved with interest for a later use. We do that with relationships, careers, but who knows the real cost and returns? This post will not have a tldr but I still need to try my best to be short as the tokens of time are being used. Thank you for your investment.

I am semi-young man. Older than 20, younger than 30. I cannot say I had a bad life. Always in comfort, always enough food, enough firewood. Everything that would enable one to keep this barrel of life rolling. Despite these commodities, fantasies about this beautiful place called world and their inhabitants called humans, went on a steep crumble in the second half of my life. You had arrived yesterday yet you must prepare yourself to leave, because this place is not what it seems to be.

O what a blessing it has been.

What did I deserve to get these blessings. All the failures I witnessed. To be guided through narcistic expectations of university, economic relationships, these generational people called friends. To look back and actually be glad. Be glad for the failures and success. To search through and be misguided by the fog, yet to arrive to this muddy lake. This muddy, dry lake called vanity. It's all vanity. It has all been a vanity.

No, this is not Ode to Nihilism, just a memory of receiving on this eternal justice of vanity and time. You will pass. I will pass. Kings of this world will pass. Where do Kings glory will be when the worms start their feast of his skin and meat. Same meat will be feasted upon, whether a King or a orphaned Leper. A deep, black, moist, underground hole for a King. Same for a Leper. Name me a better justice. You leave all behind, nothing you can smuggle through these gates. These black gates will check and disarming every student of this gambling adventure called life.

Since the start of crumbling, all those earthly smells began to vapour. As one said, the bird does indeed fly because there is no weight keeping her down. I slowly continue to get rid of those bad smells. Dropped cigarettes, curses, bad language, bad manners, undisciplines, masturbation and idolization of woman. It followed by getting rid of smell of social networks, smell of career biases, smell of false respect, smell of idol of money. Scary moment is when you realize is that you've barely begun. The rabbit hole continues to deep depths.

Those who think they know something do not yet know as they ought to know

Road goes on, and there is no going back. Do not be afraid and leave the doubt behind. There are always smells. Including this smell of reddit and internet. To be fair, I spent some good moments here. Definately wasted too much time here browsing, but out of all places on the net, this sub has been, usually, a polite and respectful place. No emojis, correct grammar and argumented thoughts with a nugget of knowledge and crumb of humour. Yes, I did not agree with each and every one of you, and yes it also degrades with the world to the abyss of degeneration. Slowly, but surely. But I've also witnessed proper things. I saw companions here, growing on a journey, guys seeing through the smell of politics, smell of sports, smell of vain movies, vain jokes which made me glad. Whether life experience or corona crisis augmented your revelation, let's not halt. Plenty is still to be received.

I do not know what tomorrow brings. These times accumulated things and it has been boiling up for a while now. Stay safe my fellows and I wish you a good luck.

Plagues and war
momentum is here
deceived humans
will shed a tear

Air is unsteady
Birds whisper
It's been coming
Shy tree is a lisper

Truth and beauty
with thighs bright red
in a night of murkiness
will join in union, ready to be bred.