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“THEYESUCoB” or The Boy who Said at “the End of It All:” To Simplify n Hyperfeel the Complexity of Existence:Yes, indeed, Thats what Experience has inspired Me to do.”:”The Story of a “CUmtrue”Dream REflection,

A Tale By Faridt

(Inspired and aslosmainly

On nmy view of hti sfuckin up crpey eixnslit sad life eixite , talki about deprison

in Poe, Kafka and Sartre; also thanks to Sabato, Camus, HEsse, Burgues, Bloch, etc…)

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“Thast it THEISUCoB”HEy wou say, and then “Well, you know, to me there is nothing special about it´, He and “”tHey” -to genrelaize about all those lame unsensiitive jerks I usulay came across in Social Modern Bougues Life- would say, and thence I could do nothing but DisAgree wit Al my Soul. That was somtthi I basicalay despised and consitennly avoivded,as Ive always feel Beter off Society adns its ignorant convetional selfaporived clichés; in my Own OWrld. with my close ones: Ideas manly n just osme Poepel I eamn.

And so, WhEN refering to Exitence itself, n considein this CIrucmntas I had always live though, I Would get into such Compleixities as none else Could barely get even close to, whch I would refer as what made me diferet , stange and unconvrionay dnd energeticyaly Happy, for I was not to be udetnrtood cloclwylewise –lets say- at al, but just By myslft n a few who coud dare to experice being In agremetn with my Pyskic Senstivyty about the preceptio of Exisnte nad the Universe it Self. Those wanting and wilig to get itnto me kne me as TheTEyusbo ,for I called mYsef upon my SUbjetctive inmacualte exepyionsl existence.

And So,, in those type of situations I wodl say:,”well, What to do now? How to baehave now ?”, .. Sometimes I would stay, challenge Myself and them and discucuss my Philisophhical Views, or else , I woul jsut rather remain shut in me Mouth and My Expreisvens and chsoe to kkep it to Myself , anyway, as almsot Always , Id end up just leaveing it to my Myself and as I would anyhow fleel the epxosuer of that sort of situation somwhen, that is,sooner or later in My Creepy Yet Lofty Exisnte, that is the way I dealt with it usualy.

That was somthit towards which in the end –I kne-it would be Me and only Me who would behold them and overcome them, for I always, despite all the humilatin and anoygin cirmcunts had sometime to go thou in my EXiente, felt of Myself -in my pAst and Present and even willinhg in the Future, Im pretu sure- as a LIfeBAtleWIner, as an ubeatlbeble StonedMinded but Yet Sensitivy Person with a capacity almot none was able or at least inteered in undersating;not more of tis I want to say now..for I would then have to extend to a point in which my account wodl drigt -- going So deeply inside me and mty thoths, getin into the soul, nnto the spirit, into a knot, a sort of psychonayslys so profiugn

So exiente, so undebibrelele--into a topic whis is not the objective of this weritng to present herein, thus eonbda it is not

This refelcitons Come to my Mind not only considering My present existeNCE as ThEysUCOb, but perhaps aslso my possible PastLifes as I have come to know about them thout different means, altogher withign my SOul and influencing my LifePhilosphy and My Stand toward Existnetnce: for the moment, of this iM not sure but feel it as possible in mY Dealy PAsion for mysled andExitence. Altoyugh a HAEted´Mind ive always had, Ialsywa find a way to mek it with my cold scintitiaanytica Mind, which is always wokin upon my Relefecon on Exietne.

Having these Kind of Feelign is just one of the aspetcs In whicn Ive expeiorce the Compleixity of MySelf and Life, but I kwew always, even since litte,and perhaps even before Bitht as Theysubvob, that was somthgin that would make ME Espeical , beoynd almos everyone and eveyr thing inthis World, in this Reality, in this Unviers.. For I shall cal the preiovus so, not waitng to get at thi spoing into more Complex Philipogaical Ezplaniton but haveint yet larn to simplify , I Put that into practice here an –avoiind many discuons- ritaway, This comes ot me now Because Ive –thou muh sifering and joyfuck refltion - found a path to diversify all my Thougsh and none as none of them is Simple at all, but Concrete INddeed.and In a way sive taight myslfe to clean them of my permante imagiton philposih gaminet g over all Ideas na cpcent of the Worlds pheonomoe.

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(Like an itnro psychoanlitu, then plot oncliudoi kkeignht part on it drems nd then concludion=3),

And So I thin now to my Myself that: Alotu I was alwayyg tryuyg to find a HIdingPlace” n my Mind, in My Exinte, for my Complex elubcrataions, to keep them from being Active all the time and sometimes anouyting Me, :they were yet yusually and contraicitly at the same time, my consctant Passion and Exisnteic realease,:that is to say, that not only they came utterly and desperalyly espotnaly to me again and agina , but they beacme also a necesite of mIne, for I was in that way thatI felt like Human, or SUperHuman perhaps, as a hypersensitive psilioogical Being: All of tthis was alsywas pervading My Sould by means of an Intereseed in the Psgiloanslysioss and Knowereld of Exisntece and at the end it was only -or perhaps not even in some expienrces of mine- this the way in which I could haave a rest from Existence itself for a while, As You see I might not be udnerstod but I feel at peace that at least this I refister here for Future sutyd, as a remke of what a Hymanbeing can leave thout and thin about it, an unije weird human being, an espcial one, but yet one.

(amyicsni an dficon project I have yes)

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