Being immortal seems like such a hassle. Personally, I do not mind
the expiration date—all the bodily needs are what really bother me.
Imagine taking care of that ad infinitum when there is only so much
you can do to spice it up. Even after boredom eventually killed your
spirit, you still had no choice but to perform the daily rituals. So stop
finally whining about paradise lost, because in fact, it was a desperate
escape from hell.
Tag: ad infinitum
Trapped in the boundaries
As I lend this body to this mind, the question arises: what defines me?
Perhaps I am whatever will remain once we have basically established
what I am not. This, however, leaves us with two sets, which are likely
to expand ad infinitum, and as such, they might not necessarily be equal
in their implications.

