2021

I'm giving up.

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We are never really in control; we only think we are. Constantly trying to make the best out of circumstances, the best out of the choices given.

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But there is never really a choice, is there? Only an illusion. If our only options are to choose between-, then it seems our choices have been made for us already. A long time ago. So what is the point? What would the alternative be?

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The alternative would be doing nothing.

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The pictures are all different. Yet they are the exact same thing.

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You can try to swim with all your might. You can lie back and pray for a soft, warm beach to receive you. Either way, the water prevails.

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I'm giving up. Yet I still have hope.