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#8 -FM- Chapter 1

    AN: I was feeling philisophicliololciolocioulisiphical.


    ...yeah, that pretty much sums it up.


    Oh hey, a song</a>!


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    Shaking


    Is.


    Shaking


    Is...


    Shaking


    What ''is'' ''is?''


    Is ''is'' a word?


    Shaking


    Yes, it is. It is also a question. It is also a statement. But what truly ''is'', ''is?''


    Shaking


    It is dark. Is it?


    Shaking


    I can not ''see.'' Does that make it dark? Or perhaps I am ''blind.''


    Then, what is ''darkness'' if I am not able to ''see'' it? What is ''sight?'' Why would ''seeing'' allow me to know what ''darkness'' is?


    ''Darkness.''


    Shaking


    A description comes to mind.


    "''Darkness'' is the absence or non-presence of light."


    Then, if ''dark'' is when there is no ''light'' then what is light?


    Shaking


    I can think of no answer suitable enough for the question. I''d like to think it is because there is no answer, but that is most likely the product of a personal bias. The truth of the matter is I can not begin to ''imagine'' what ''light'' even is.


    This lack of ''knowledge'' is...frustrating. However, what is more frustrating is my lack of ''knowing'' how much I do not ''know.''


    Shaking


    Yes...I ''know''...what?


    What is ''knowledge''?


    Is it something you hold? Is it something you use? Is it something you can stand on?


    I feel that the question can be answered with both ''yes'' and ''no.''


    That is...


    Shaking


    Strange? Peculiar? Confusing? The thought that a question has more than one answer is...


    Shaking


    Terrible.


    And beautiful.


    All at once.


    Shaking


    And so, I return to the question.


    What do, ''I,'' know?


    But I''ve thought of another question. And this one seems so much more troubling than all previous.


    ''What,'' or, ''who,'' am, ''I?''


    Shaking


    I...


    ...''if'' there is an ''I,'' then there must be a, ''they,'' as well. Right?


    If so, where are, ''they?''


    Shaking


    Here in this...''darkness.''


    ...But, what if there was never any ''light?'' Would that not mean there is no ''dark?''


    If there is no, ''they,'' does that mean there is no, ''I,'' either?


    Shaking


    If ''I,'' is all there is, then would, ''they,'' be part of, ''I,'' as well?


    If so, would that not make, ''I,'' ''all?''


    Shaking


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    And if, ''I,'' am, ''all,'' does that mean there is no ''I?''


    And if there is no ''I,'' do I not exist?


    Shaking


    But if ''I'' do not exist, what am I?


    I...


    Shaking


    I...


    Shaking


    ...


    Shaking


    ...even if ''I'' is all that there is, I refuse to deny my own continuance.


    Whether this is truth or falsity, I will renounce my own nonexistence with every fiber of my being, until the day that there is nothing left of me. Though logic and evidence may reject what ''I'' think. Even if nothing gives verification to my argument. Especially if what I fear is the truth...


    Even if I am wrong. Especially if I am wrong.


    Any other answer leads to despair.


    Shaking


    Yet...there is hope.


    Shaking


    Another ''quote'' comes to mind.


    Shaking


    "''I'' think, therefore, ''I'' am."


    Such a simple phrase.


    Yet the thought it is true fills me with joy.


    Shaking


    I have thought.


    I have pondered and wondered and sought and searched, looking for proof of my existence.


    Shaking


    ...Is not the fact I search proof enough already?


    At least, that is my interpretation.


    But it is because it is mine that I treasure it so.


    Shaking


    ''I'' exist. Even if ''I'' never find, ''them,'' this fact will remain.


    ''I'' am me.


    Myself is me.


    I am myself.


    Shaking


    I am not like ''darkness.'' I do not need something else to confirm my being.


    I am not like ''light.'' I know myself, unlike that far-away reality that I have never experienced.


    I, am, ''unique.''


    The only one of its'' kind. Unlike anything or anyone else. Different from everything else.


    I am myself. Nothing more. Nothing less.


    But to me, I am everything.


    Crash


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    AN:<b>Spoiler</b> : <input type=''button'' value=''Show'' class=''spoilerButton''> HAH!


    You know I''m not going to deliver, so just leave your expectations at the door.


    I''ll make sure to thoroughly beat them when I''m done here.


    And yes, I still haven''t written HG 10. That sentence is equally depressing as it is for me as it is for you. Unless you don''t really care, in which case it''s much more depressing for me, since you actually don''t give a fuck about the story.


    So...uh, hope I didn''t offend you, and goodbye...?
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