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Extraterrestrial stand-up

In this room they are vulnerable. I see the splendor of their souls. Molecules interact and communicate inside their brains. Meaning is created and destroyed. The prefrontal cortex is activated. This room is a giant X-ray into the human experience. Pain and suffering, joy and sadness, euphoria and melancholy… I find myself drowning in the imperfection of it all. It almost moves something I never knew existed inside of me. Is it pity? Remorse? I should not be able to catch such illnesses. Whatever it is, I don’t disdain it. it’s been good. I hope you find peace in oblivion.

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