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I have nothing new to say

that you haven't already

heard before

I don't want to keep rehashing

the same existential conundrums;

Philosophers love to beat the dead horse,

until there is nothing left to beat,

They are Victims of thought,

addicted to their own mental masturbation

They create their own neurosis just for fun,

because the real world isn't good enough

Bored, using ideas and concepts they create

imaginary explanations for why things are the way they are

This overabundance of logic leads them down a path of misery,

feeling constantly disconnected,  it is hard for them to relate to anything

but the absence of,

On mars, humanity seems so far; their they bask in the nothingness

they have always longed for

And here they will die never knowing if it was really worth it

the trouble at all.