Always Eventual

"...Russian roulette with automatics...." handsome boy modeling school....((the frenchy man I mention is J P Sarte))

a problem of evil inside a premise

inside the mind; exists a fact that no one's a pet no one's an owner

when we die we do die; when we do die, that day shall be evil

everything is live

now coming to pass

no one can be saved from evil,

no matter the price

the alive will become powerless

eventually even understanding turns evil

realization becomes evil

(the pleasure of hating)

the determination of endings

regarding the ancient repetitions;

a frenchy man once said 'hell is repetition'

with the first breath, each in a room called ourself, in the last breath

facing death; ending, in a name, is the end of remembering

faces and decades worth of names - fallen by the wayside

on the way to the end it's pure flotsam; wreckage in the final moments before breaking

into the essence of purity; the final ending finale; ugh, f*****g finally

no longer any jetsam; just complete lack of choice

complete dissolution; when brain death is forgotten

you just slip away undone; 

into a jar with your brain swimming in chemicals

(tap on the jar)

much like in life

our essence remains

a brain soaked in chemicals

(tapping on jars) 

alone without choice; monastic and cloistered

only now

you have no reason to see anymore

without now, without later

just before it's all now to be forgotten

(whisper)

everyone dies alone; the last time can only be felt alone

everyone tires of untenable arrangements

even the strongest get tired; dies alone for the last time

life is an untenable arrangement

we cannot deny that everything came from nothing

that everything returns into nothing

the essence of an ending; eventually becomes right now

perpetually now, dissolved into moments - isolated

all entropy and envy

            from a room on top of a spine exists the human mind

            the pure essence of choice

            this our great problem with evil

            evil becomes greatest when choice is removed

            when we smell the last fear on approach

            with the terminal terminal closer and closer

            fear feeling like pure evil bearing down on us

            without understanding....always eventual....

            what choice do we have? when everything's eventual?

            when everything ends, when everybody ends

            we just end

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