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it makes it so fucking comfortable for everybody when junkies die in slow silence and survivors talk about PERSONAL struggles and everyone congratulates their (imaginary) selves for their (imaginary) free will which they of course will exercise the right way because they're so fucking smart and awesome.
meanwhile the brain that you are blind to is doing its thing. producing the fiction you take as your self.
that brain is wandering around a fucking maze of addictive traps designed to turn it into a money acquiring then depositing machine. hacking it, using it up, leaving the ruins for all the other brains around it to suffer/clean up.
and the brains of rich people are sitting their rationalizing their detachment, pulling the levers, funding the schemes and traps, and bragging about their portfolios.
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