Sense

Well of course none of it makes sense. Who ever said that it had to make sense? Perhaps, someone told you, when you felt confused or dazed by the incommensurable chaos in the world, the windings that everyone but you seemed to understand, to just have a little patience, and things will start making sense: “In the end, you shall find that it was all for a purpose.” But none of it makes sense, and none of it ever will. That’s the only truth you should ever believe; that nothing will make sense; that this universe was conceived out of pure senselessness, and it is only we, having been endowed with such an improper nature, who struggle to instil sense into where sense can never be had.

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