It's my blog, I can be vague and poetical if I want to
What do you do once you willfully trade knowing for ignorance?
What is left for you to do? But to sit and smile and pretend there is nothing wrong while hoping that you're right; to bury the mutinous whispers of doubt and curiosity beneath blankets of gray matter; to repeat mindless mantras about bliss and killing so much more than cats?
That's what I want to know.
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There is always the alternative: let the doubts come out and the mantras to cease, to not sit still and try to be content.
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