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Obligatory this didn't actually happen today, but rather exactly 34 years ago today I went swimming and decided to follow a light through a tunnel and found myself kicking and screaming, covered in blood and feces. Now, here I am 34 years later sitting in front of a vanilla cake with strawberry frosting and 34 lit candles, paper cone affixed on my head by an elastic band that is digging into my neck, wondering why I ever propelled myself out into existence to embody this mortal shell, a fleshy vessel that selfishly swells to size, consuming all it can around it, whose only sense of meaning comes from gathering resources to create and sustain replicates, only to then slowly shrink back into a wrinkled ball of nothing.
Tldr: its my birthday
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