I Exist, That Is All, And I Find It Nauseating.

My dear,

Let’s be realistic here for a second.

I don’t hold the galaxy within me. I don’t just barely contain darkness and lightness within my very soul. And I for sure don’t radiate the spiritual light of the cosmos with every breath and action I take.

I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.

Falsely yours,
Jean-Paul Charles Aymard Sartre

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