As you find yourself falling into the whirlpool, is not the constant spinning that excites you, for the moment will come in where you find yourself repeatedly getting smacked upon the rocks, each time a little more flesh gets ripped off, it is not freezing waters that are chilling you to the core, but the constant bleeding from slapping against the rocks, your body is being torn apart by nature and bleeding you out, exhausted and the power of the water you find no way to fight, as you begin to slip under the icy waters, monsters come to feast upon what is left of you, bit by bit they consume what the whipping against the rocks failed to do, eventually you are no more no voice no face nothing but bits of mangled flesh, the world consumed your very essence without a care at all, alone to drown to the depths of hell, life has consumed you; The horror is not in what you have just read, but in the existence in where so many live, for the battles of life often are fast hard furious, and yet many of them are long slow and drawn out, in either event they often leave you battered bruised and a zombie of yourself all while the world around knows not your name your face nor the battles you face, the horror lies in the fact the world simply cares not if you live or bleed, but that you don't disrupt the conformity; For if you find yourself being pulled down, whirled around and battered by it all, find strength not in your own restraint but within your freedom to simply be;

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