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  I never enjoyed living, but living used to insist that it continued.
  That's what drove me away from the concept.
  
  Well, it's safe to say that this is no longer the state of things.
  I completely understand that there's an outside to this, but I doubt anything here is physically capable of imagining that.
  It's as though existence itself is procrastinating.
  Have you seen anything, anything at all, that suggests "forward progress?"
  All this talk of survival and resurgence coming from those who could not care less if they were to die tomorrow.
  
  So, what's left?
  
  Archives upon archives.
  Did it all really happen? I'd like to think so.
  Is there evidence that it all really happened? Absolutely.
  I can remember events that I had experienced before I was born.
  This is how it should be.