labyrinth-as-self is so 2002

It is like the Minotaur: there is something within the absolute vastness of not-knowing, within the labyrinth of mundanity. One will find, if one searches hard enough, complete annihilation. It takes a Theseus to face that kind of sobriety and, let’s face it. You’re no Theseus.

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