{∅, {∅}, {∅, {∅}}} : Rage Against the Meat Grinder

Don Raul,

Thanks for your message. I wish I die soon so that I could get rid of all the turmoil that keeps surrounding me. I just cannot bear to be among people. My soul yearns for solitude,eternal solitude all the time. The people here, most of them, are obese. They live to eat.

I have read Tolstoy a lot and he writes some pretty things. But then he gets lost in mysticism. He made a lot of babies while being lost in mysticism. I think 2022 might have a lot of misfortune in store for me. I hope I do not stick around to come face to face with it.

As you have said to me a number of times,while I am still alive I do not see how the misery that dwells in my breast could come to an end.

I did not eat anything today just water and I feel better than I do on the days I am stuffing food in my face.
If a man could look at the world, truly look at its core, then, I do not know how he could bear to go on with his life .Well,maybe the instinct drives him on,but for how long ,and how far?

I hate open style offices. You know the ones where there are no opaque partitions and everyone is everyone’s jailer? If I must work, and if I must go to the office, then I’d rather go to a place wherein I could see no one and no one could see me. Then, it just might be a bit bearable.

I have come to the realisation that this world that we see with our naked eyes is indeed nothing more a mirage, a painful mirage, to be sure. But this realisation has brought me a quantum of consolation.

People never mind there own business over here. They are so nosy. I have had it with them.
For you:
https://theprint.in/india/many-more-people-commit-suicide-due-to-bad-marriage-than-divorce-ncrb-data-shows/765923/

Well, I can see why they would want to off themselves.When I am alone ,I experience moments of clarity. A married man has no clarity. Not one bit. He is doomed.

Take care.