This post is a futile attempt to achieve victory in an arbitrary posting contest. A Sisyphean effort, as absurd as it is doomed to failure.
Yet I declare my momentary victory. I have carried the boulder to the top of the hill, and pause to shake my fist at the universe, indifferent though it is to my plight, eternally moved by impersonal machinations. Yes, my victory is meaningless; but perhaps there is meaning in the search for meaning.
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Yet I declare my momentary victory. I have carried the boulder to the top of the hill, and pause to shake my fist at the universe, indifferent though it is to my plight, eternally moved by impersonal machinations. Yes, my victory is meaningless; but perhaps there is meaning in the search for meaning.
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A Gemma is forever.